Wheeling Gull Isle The Road To Hell Is Paved With Good Intentions

Connor turned his smiling muzzle back to Rhaella as she encouraged the man to venture into this place. With an eager nod the male flicked his tail and the two began to make their way into the cave. As soon as their journey begun, something resinated in Connor, this was familiar to him, caverns like this were in the mountains where he was from and he began to have feelings of nostalgia. "At home, we would have these sort of caves and there would often be ones on the surface that would just go straight down," he said to the Lady. Those types of holes were dangerous, and Connor was told to be cautious when approaching one in case of loose soil.

The two made their way through the cave, the air was humid, Connor's massive lungs took in the air as it swirled within him and released back into the walls of the cavern. The small drips that would occasinally happen made his ear twitch and look up and scann the ceiling with his green orbs, there was something familiar to him in all this. The titan followed the star dusted wolf down a smaller tunnel, Connor had to lower his head a tad so he wouldn't bump into anything. As they were getting closer and closer to theur destination, something made his ears perk up in surprise and interest, running water. 

The pair finished their journey with the tunnel mouth revealing a pool with a small water fall trickling down in it from above. His eyes and mouth dropped slightly, his eyes were taking in all this since it all seemed to familar to him. Rhaella got his attention when she said this would be great for pack life, Connor nodded with a smile spreading across his face. "Where I come from, where there is a tunnel in the mountain and it leads to a place similar to this, it would be considered sacred, a place where we can connect with our ancestors, but its not quite like it, it has to be more enclosed and there needs to be a giant crystalized rock of some sorts," his tone was full of wonder. But Connor beamed he wasn't the type to focus on religion and take it too seriously, "but this is a perfect hub for Aristos and you couldn't have picked a better place," he commented, his tail wagging.