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[Qwerty the Charliecorn]

<Search the tunnels, the one you call Ais is injured and may require medical attention.>

If I were human, I would have raised an eyebrow in confusion. Who was speaking to me?

<Edward, did you hear that?> I asked.

[Leonardodavinci]

<Hear what?> I replied as I made my way to the exit. I quickly thought up a name. "Darhesh 275 of the Gumrat-Ile Pool." I said, taking the pool name from my last Yeerk.

The Controller nodded, scanned my head to show that Leah was INSIDE it, and allowed me to proceed. I walked out of there, and sighed softly.

<Now, what was that I was supposed to hear?> I asked, as I made my way outdoors. <I'll let you out soon.> I said, as an afterthought.

[Qwerty the Charliecorn]

<I heard a voice,> I replied, nervously. <Someone telling me that Ais is in the tunnels and that she may be injured.> I began to wonder who had been speaking to me. Perhaps it was a Yeerk trap. But if it were, they would have had to know of my plan. Even if someone had seen me morphing, they wouldnt' have been able to organize something so quickly.

[Leonardodavinci]

<Oh dear lord.. Lets go. Do you mind if I let you out later? I run pretty fast.> I commented as I started to run, making my way to the caves. I halted, mid run, and started morphing into wolf, realizing that morphing has become so commonplace, that nobody cares anymore.

[Qwerty the Charliecorn]

Edward morphed wolf and ran, arriving at the cave entrance just a minute later. Meanwhile, I relaxed and watched as if this were a dream, as if it were happening to someone else. It did feel like a dream. I was watching the world through someone else's eyes. I could hear his thoughts, but did my best to block them out, as well as resist temptation to take control again.

We entered the dark cave. The first smell the wolf's nose picked up was blood. It was very strong, still fresh, and coming from not very far away. I remembered the battle clearly, now. Ripping off Hork-Bajir limbs, tearing out one throat after another. Listening to their screams of terror and pain. Had I really been so merciless, so cruel and heartless? You were in battle. It was necessary. Then I thought back to the Yeerk pool. Watching those innocent people being dragged from one place to another, completely against their will. It almost made me feel better. At least they weren't being slaughtered.

I decided to push the memories away. The wolf's nose was picking up a scent, which Edward recognized. Ais. She was somewhere in these tunnels. At least I knew now that the voice in my head wasn't my imagination playing tricks on me.

[Whammy]

((OOC:I'm not making a post in this one, but I'm just letting you all know I haven't forgotten about this RP. The reason I haven't posted is that since Richard is at home right now there isn't anything he can do.))

[Qwerty the Charliecorn]

(I know, it's kind of hard to participate when your character is somewhere else. You'll probably be able to get back into the action when the crazy night is over. And don't worry, we haven't forgotten you either. )

[Leonardodavinci]

I stopped suddenly. <Leah, I smell Ais... but I have no clue where she can be... her scent is ALL OVER these tunnels... you want to help me look?> I asked, waiting for her response.

[Qwerty the Charliecorn]

<I can smell everything you do. If you mean demorph, I won't be a lot of help in human form. And a polar bear won't be able to fit through these tunnels,> I replied.

[Leonardodavinci]

<Oh...> I said. <So I guess we're together... just keep an idea on how long we've been in morph, alright? I don't want you getting stuck as a Yeerk.> I said, as I started to sniff the last scent trail

[Qwerty the Charliecorn]

<I'm pretty good at keeping track of time. Wouldn't want you getting trapped as a wolf, either,> I replied. We began to search.

The wolf has a great sense of hearing and smell. However, it has terrible eyesight. As we made our way through the dark tunnels, guided only by Ais's scent, I felt completely blind. If it weren't for the amazing sense of smell, we would have been lost.

Then, I caught another scent. One that wasn't familiar. It was the scent of a human, that much I was sure of.

<Do you smell that?>

(Lost, this might be your character?)

[Leonardodavinci]

((or it could be Whammyman's... who SNUCK OUT!? ))

[Qwerty the Charliecorn]

(Hmm, that too. Whichever comes first or wants to, I suppose.)

<I don't recognize it. Is this someone you know?> I asked. Of course, I didn't need to ask. But I felt it was necessary, if I wanted to keep from prying into his thoughts.

[lostincyberspace]

Montana:



Montana was stubmling around trying to find his way out when he heard some thing down one of the nearby tunnels. "Maybe I should stay away," he thought, but he had an urge to go to the sound.

As he rounded the corner he sawa large Wolf....


(I have to go to bed if you guys want he can be recognized by you two since you kind of saw him earlier in the night just have come with you. I will take up from where ever we are at tommorow.)

[Qwerty the Charliecorn]

The next set of tunnels was very strange. A cage blocked our path, so we turned around and took the next branch. In this tunnel, bits of rock and metal were strewn about. I began to wonder where and why all of this had been left here when I the smell I had thought belonged to a human became stronger. It wasn't quite normal, though. It was mostly human--but slightly different. The sound of footsteps echoing through the tunnels made me realize this person was not very far away.

Then, he rounded the corner. At first, I couldn't see him very clearly, until he came closer. I eventually recognized him as the man we had seen in battle--the one who had been killed.

<Who are you? And weren't you here earlier, during the battle?> I asked, taking control of Edward momentarily so I could speak. <Sorry,> I added to him privately.