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The stench was coming out of the cold storage room in wafts and it was beginning to overwhelm the man. He didnt know what to do and the little female beside him seemed to be running out of air. On another day, in another light, this probably would have been hilarious to the man. But it had disrupted his sleep and now he was unable to go back to sleep until he knew it was out of their home. They both moved forward with caution but trying to aim for haste- while they were both a little concerned about what was in there they also really didnt want to smell it anymore. She spoke, calling him Theo as Demi did. He wondered about that, he'd always thought his nickname amusing and ironic. However, he had to agree with what she was saying as he flung his arm over his face, burying his nose in the crook of his elbow.
"Its disgusting..."
He coughed out as the moved further into the stinking lair. It was horrid but it also had to be dealt with. He cringed as the little mottled female dove into the corner, shouting something about a light. If he had been brave enough he would have scented the air and found out where it was coming from. As it happened there was something so disgusting that there was no way he was going to stick his face any closer to that. He wondered briefly whether it had been planted here by an Inferni hate-wisher, they hadnt been too happy when the coyote had been delivered to their borders. However, the little female asked about matches and he shook his head softly. He didnt have any.
"I dont have any... but there's a torch back there that's lit..."
He said, quickly running back to retrieve the light source. He almost didnt go back- the air was cleaner here and the smell was less once he got over it. However, it would stink out the whole of the cave system soon and then there would be a problem. Gritting his teeth he moved back and into the stinking cold storage room. Handing the light to Flint he lit the second of the torches before surveying the room. He couldnt see anything right now. Taking the torch back he moved around the room, hopefully finding the culprit.
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