TERRITORY DISCOVERY | strange and beautiful

The woman moves, sure not to go too fast. There could be no losing him then, given the space they were confined to, but Anemone would not rush his movements. Ears swiveled back to listen for him, but she could only hear the stable sound of his breathing. It was... soothing. The absence of loneliness was something Anemone enjoyed, even with their silence. She knew Narcissus would surely holler, and Hawthorne might prattle about where they may end up. The gunmetal and cinnamon woman pictured it in her minds-eye, and grinned in the darkness... but her expression fell as they entered the room that introduced the web of caves within, thinking the distraction of their memory was quite silly. It was pointless to think of.

Her eyes spanned the dark mouths of the caves before them now, and glances to him. She contented herself in the silence they shared, and waited for him to move beside her since he now had ample room to do as he pleased. An ear twitches as she catches the sound of trickling nearby, though the source was unknown. The place was a labyrinth, and the echoes could play tricks on the most perceptive mind. But she was eager to get lost, and allowed him to lead the way as she gestures to the sight before them. The lighting inside was dappled, but it was not enough to impair their sight.