whispers in the sand [pack forming]

[prickledpears]

"Revenge my boy!You picked quite a spot to lay down!" Fisk walked forward, he clearly was on a binge on what to turn into so he was in his spirit form. Fisk's spirit form was what he would have looked like when he was at his prime. In that case, Fisk was a rather large dusty brown wolf with snapping green eyes. He would seem mean looking to any other wold, but to him, Fisk was a well known friend with a gentle giant attitude."Why the desert boy?"Revenge rolled over than stood."The desert is a place no one wants to go, a place were no one will dare to walk. Except those that are part of the pack."Fisk sighed and started to walk with him."Been talking to Norg hey?"Revenge nodded and kept walking, not in the mood to chat with Fisk today.

He stopped as he felt the sand sinking beneath his feet."Fisk, do you feel that?"Fisk padded toward him and looked down."Feel what?" Revenge did a little hop."The sand, its its-"Humph." Fisk's face appeared above him."Ye fell into some sort of hole there, right on top of a sand dune to eh?"

Revenge nodded and started to sniff about.There was a slightly cold draft of air coming at him, and he wanted to see what it was.His nose finally poked into a thin hole, and he started to dig.After awhile he had a good size hole.

Below him was a long dark tunnel, something that he had`t done. He looked above, only to see Fisk gone, and entered.He thought entering would be a slow crawl, but the downhill motion of the tunnel, made him go quickly. He reached the tunnels end and saw before him a dimly lit open space, flat, with more tunnels spouting off it. The space was`t that large, but it seemed like it had been purposely made that way. The only interruption of the flat space was a rather large rock the hung over the area.Maybe this place was a meeting area?Revenge nodded his head, yes it must be. He started to pad off, looking in the other tunnels.

[kerplunk2]

CASSARISSA

Cassarissa’s coat fit the desert area quite well actually, she fit into it, her tawny colors seemed to blend in and her small body fit the usual description of animals that reside in the desert. She didn’t reside here, she was just passing through. Cass stayed low to the ground though, she wasn’t entirely paying attention to the ground she was walking on but mostly she looked at the surroundings and in the sky where the most predators came from. Since there wasn’t much cover here she was worried, however inside her second lioness soul yelled at her for being weak and fearful. Cassarissa didn’t reply to it this time though, she was still pretty angry at it for having taken over before, she was still feeling fearful from the last time they encountered a predator. It was a larger wolf and the lioness took over her body, instinct’s she didn’t have told her to swipe and bite and dodge, unfortunately because of her size she got a pretty big whopping until finally she took back control and fled the scene.

Cassarissa didn’t particularly like being weak, it wasn’t fun, she was often considered useless in pack’s, but surely she had a strong side, maybe it was just buried beneath all the fear and she needed someone to come find it for her. Cass shook these thoughts off, trying to get her lioness voice in her head to shut up. It was saying that she was being mellow dramatic now. ’Over reacting now, talking about someone coming to find your strength! Ha!’ It laughed at her. ’The closest you come to actually having strength is the strength in your legs that you only use to run. You could be amazing, but instead you throw all that agility and speed and endurance away for the desire to flee.’ The voice finished off by calling her some not to nice words, but Cass was good at tuning out the mental voice. She had learned to tune everything out at a young age.

Then suddenly out of not paying attention she slipped and went rolling into a hole underground. Instantly she froze, fear encouraging her limbs to stay locked in place, when they finally unlocked she crawled to the wall, staying low to the ground she followed it, turning her head back and forth. Though now she found that she was in a big open area, it was weakly lit and it looked like some place where thing’s met. She didn’t know what met here and she certainly didn’t want to be here when whatever it was that met here came back. She did have a curious side, so when her eyes caught sight of other tunnels she decided it wouldn’t hurt to go look down them. She stood up this time, her nose to the ground and ear’s perked forwards, began walking down the closest tunnel. She felt more in charge here because she had made the decision to go down the tunnel, it reassured her. With a slight wag of her tail she set off down the tunnel at a slow cautious walk.