Panther Park good bone structure

ripples of black water rolled out in front of him, but it was too dark to see. the bear hauled onwards, gouts of rime and decayed matter disturbed by his wake. ahead the form of the dog bent again and heaved; another dry, contemptible sound.

when he rose from the foul waters it spilled around him in sheets; blackened liquid oozing down through slick stone. he shook and a foul odor rose from him; the scent of blight and decay.

shardik rumbled in response to the frail thing's answer. sithis. the name's significance escaped the leviathan, who repeated the name in dull rasps. "sithis, sithis, sithis." a prurient chant; "sithis, dog, aren't you tired?" his claws fumbled along the stony wall, feeling its smooth face for fissures or weakness. pressing his massive head against bedrock he listened for a moment, his cupped ear keen as it detected the hoarse breathing of the being in the tunnel besides him.