Ankyra Sound Nobody knows you now.

He slunk through the dark with his head low, not that it made any difference. The earth smelled the same everywhere. It was musty and filled with a minerality which was almost like blood, but different. Maybe there was blood in the cave too — but he dared not think about that.

He felt the edge of the natural shelf with his toes. By shuffling carefully he could map the edge of his path, and Mou couldn't help  but think that maybe this was it. That the darkness was one great black pit before him, and he could go no further. The air was stale here. If he stood and listened he thought he could hear the breathing of the stone around him.

As he side-stepped he felt his shoulder brush the wall, and his claws caught on stone underfoot. Tentitavely the boy reached and stepped with one paw and could feel the rock descending. Without thinking he moved forward and used the wall as a guide, unkowingly getting closer to the beast that lurked in wait.