Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-34928186-20190724003816/@comment-36459171-20190730234421

Devaxion dropped down, following after the two, unshaken by the fact there had been a hideout right beneath their feet.

He made a rather large THUMP noise upon entering, it shook the wood, dust rising and falling in his wake. At a height of 6”5, he just barely managed to stand up completely, watching the much taller two keep their head down. He felt much shorter and clausotrophobic down there, tucking his tail in to avoid ramming it into the wall.

He didn’t like feeling this cooped up, he was much more accustomed to the open fields, the fresh air as he sprinted into battle, not stealthily creeping through very suspicious corridors.

“This is how a lot of people die, ya know. Creepin’ about, all stuck, close quarters.” He huffed, glancing down the darkened hall wearily.