Sawtooth Spire un beso

The dark silence was not her element, that much was evident. She was a tank, not a silent spectre; her pale fur was likely easy to spot in the tunnel, so she had little hope of eluding him for long. Then again, it was not her goal to do so. They had entered this elaborate maze together and they would leave the same exact way, the bond connecting them a little tighter than before.

His voice distracted her, made her pause. Were he a foe and she a weaker willed being, a shiver might have crept down her spine. Instead, a thrill of excitement chased her nerves, grinning as she kept on moving. It was not enough and his nose made contact with her flank. She whirled to catch him then and there but he blended well with the shadows of this place.

He was gone before she had a chance to find him and so, she moved after the Spider, tongue lolling freely out of her mouth as she stayed on his trail. here and there, she would catch the scent of fresh air and the urge to find the source played at her but she was too busy for that now. Instead, she stayed steady behind the hidden Eta, crooning a taunt to him as she hunted for his mass. "I won't stop until I find you."