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neglected space - Moore - Feb 25, 2022

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It wasn't wise, really. Anxiety crept up oversized paws, making the joints feel like gelatin. There was no reason for him to be here, contemplating the depths of the caverns the man found himself in a little over a moon ago. It was his own stubbornness and pride, a push to face his fears and conquer the claustrophobia that had already begun to grip at him, that drove Moore back to the Whispering Caverns once more.


Pacing back and forth in front of the mouth of the cave, intense eyes darted around in the depths, his mind working in overdrive, covering everything that could happen. Most of it being everything that could go wrong. What if he got lost, stuck? What if a wall collapsed, trapping him within a stony tomb, his pack unable to find him? Large head drooped at the thought, black ears cupped back in agitation and fear. Small, confined spaces had always been a problem for him to begin with. On the flip side, what if something happened and someone had to go into the caverns for something? A hostile wolf, a cougar, some poor, lost soul? If he needed to be there, he had to conquer his fears first.


With a growl of frustration rumbling in his throat, the bearlike man took a few confident strides into the opening, head and tail held high. Make it 'till you fake it, they always say. The faking part was short-lived, however, as a hush fell over the caverns, his own breathing and paw steps bouncing gently off the walls and deeper into the caves. There were no noises from within, but another thought struck Moore as he stood there, the ease at which someone or something could follow and attack from behind. Turning wasn't easy in parts of the cave, probably even likely for smaller wolves. And a small wolf he was not.


Another moment of contemplating accompanied by a throaty growl, Moore padded forward further, deeper into the entry cave. This was important to him; he was already here, no point in backing out now.




RE: neglected space - Sharlee - Feb 26, 2022

She hadn't immediately returned to the backwater. The fact of the matter was Sharlee didn't think she was in the head space to do so. Eat good would she be as an advisor if she hadn't quite figured everything out. She was just thankful that there had t been a time when her advising had been very necessary since everything had gone down with Modesto.

She realized after speaking to her brother and her aunt that her trust in her elders had faded. That ahe worried that they would all betray them just as Modesto had done. Her father had returned but what about her mother what if she returned, could either of them be trusted?

There were just so many things to go through in her mind. In order to heal from what had happened she needed to figure it all out. She hoped that maybe a little time on her own would help her to do so. The Valle woman had been walking for awhile with no clear destination in mind. Did it matter much as long as she was able to return home? Sharlee didn't think so. Besides she had a job to do amd she wanted to be able to do it to the best of her ability.

She found herself entering an area that looked to have an entrance to a cave. Sharlee wasn't a stranger to such formations. She just hadn't found many in the lore. She walked toward the cave entrance and noticed another wolf there, interesting. Deciding to check it out and Maybe see what the man was up to she moved toward the entrance.

"Hello," she called out just as she saw him disappear into the cave.