WC: 261
He knew she wanted to get there first and from the bump that she gave him she wasn’t willing to take any chances at getting there after him. He slid a little and slowed to a walk to let her have all the room she wanted. He watched as she started pushing on the door and he could tell it wasn’t going to be easy to open just herself, and turning back to his optime wasn’t something he was considering now, he was weary from the run as well as his own change, he did it rarely and hated changing so suddenly so he moved next to her when she demanded his help and started pushing a little, and with a snap and a creak Niro found himself being thrown into darkness before the light shown through the dark, damp hallway.
Niro shook his head and opened his eyes to find himself face to face with a cracked skull, he whimpered and backed away it was something long dead, but of what he didn’t know,
Should we really be going in here?
He asked staring at the blank eyes that seemed to be telling him that he was trespassing. Of course whatever did live here before was long gone now, there wasn’t any fresh scents and now he could smell old death, which frightened him somewhat. He didn’t know why though. He looked at Orin, letting her know that her decision he’d stand behind, so if she wanted to proceed, he would, and if he didn’t, he’d follow her home.
