<span style='color:gray'>She rolled her eye slightly as she ventured further in. She snorted and shrugged slightly. She didn't like the idea of being told what was safe for her and what dangerous things that awaited for her.</span> <span style='color:blue'>"I will do fine. Yes we are exploring."</span> <span style='color:gray'>She flexed her muscles slightly and padded along side of him.</span>
Dom grinned. <span style='color:gray'>I'm sorry, I guess you could call it Old Folk Intuition. I've always been able to tell when something's dangerous, and you don't need my help to figure out that being electrocuted IS a bad thing...</span> He cocked his head to the side and stalled. <span style='color:gray'>Do you hear that? It sounds like... running water...</span>
<span style='color:gray'>She rolled her eye and kept going. She tilted her head slightly and growled lowly.</span> <span style='color:blue'>"I know.."</span> <span style='color:gray'>She perked her ears and looked about as he mentioned the moment of running water. She growled once more and snorted. It was raining what did he expect. She sniffed the air slightly and focused her gaze forward. She was confused abit.</span> <span style='color:blue'>"Its raining outside...."</span>
He grinned at her and prodded her in the nose with the barrel fo his gun. <span style='color:gray'>You need to learn to be more intuitive youngin, I meant that far off roaring sound coming from farther in.</span> He shook his head and pulled his hat lower over his eyes, before continuing to walk deeper in, after creating a torch by lighting a piece of wood from a small ketchup packet of gasoline and a metal lighter...
<span style='color:gray'>She snapped at the barrel slightly before following along. Of course she heard the waters, she was just being sarcastic. She snorted and bolted a few paces ahead of him. She jerked slightly as he created a torch.</span> <span style='color:blue'>"Warn me the next time you light a damn torch."</span> <span style='color:gray'>She scowled as she regained her pace.</span>
<span style='color:gray'>Would you rather be left in the dark?</span> He taunted, knowing she probably would. He suddenly darted off ahead, the flicker of the torch dissappearing down the sloping caveway...
<span style='color:gray'>She scowled as she heard his words. She growled lowly as he darted off ahead. She did not need his light to get through the cave. She can see just find in the dark. It was apart of her. She emerged within the shadows and then appeared near him.</span> <span style='color:blue'>"I can see perfectly fine in the dark without light."</span> <span style='color:gray'>She retorted as she ran along side.</span>
He shook his head as he ran. <span style='color:gray'>Well I can't, Must be old age...</span> He skidded to a halt as he almost fell into a deep underground stream that crossed the path. Blind fish darted away from the circle of light that his torch created, and something else deep below was creating bubbles that trickled up towards the surface. There was something big lurking below all right, the question was, was it friendly? Probably not, and the only way across was to swim, it seemed...
<span style='color:gray'>She shook her head slightly as she ran aside. She too jolted to a stop, glancing at the underground stream. Though to him it seemed the only option was to swim. To her, she had another way around. She examized the walls slightly and the shadows. She remember a time when Jahhar made the whole room completely dark, that helped her and him. She brought him throught shadows and to safety. She grit her fangs and extended her paw.</span> <span style='color:blue'>"Blow out the light and take my paw. I have an idea."</span>
<span style='color:gray'>You're crazy right? You realise that whatever's down there will probably swim up and eat us when we get halfway across? And besides, I don't want to get wet...</span> But despite his protests, he holstered his gun and took her hand. <span style='color:gray'>I really hope you have something good in mind...</span>
<span style='color:gray'>She rolled her eye and held his paw firmly. She growled lowly. "Don't be so senial." She snorted and focused slightly in the dark. She and he emerged within the shadows and appeared on the other side of the stream. She let go of his paw and glared at him slightly. "You don't trust me do you?"</span>
He smiled apologetically. <span style='color:gray'>I'm sorry, But yea, I don't trust you. I don't trust anybody besides myself, actually...</span> He lit a new torch from another piece of wood, one of many scattered around the floor then glanced away, sort of embarassed at his own lack of trust, and continued to walk down the cave path, noticing the small trickle of water that worked it's way down the side of the cave beside him. He was sure that wasn't there before...
<span style='color:gray'>She shook her head slightly, growing abit annoyed. She was irriated from the lack of trust this other had given. Then again, she herself was not as trusting either. She still was abit weary of the other since he did try to kill her in the first meeting. She snorted and padded along side of him as they ventured further int he cave. She tilted her slightly as she glanced towards the water seeping among the wall. She looked to him and then away. "Don't be..but...Lets get a move on."</span>
<span style='color:gray'>Maybe you're the first person I'll learn to trust, it seems everyone else in the world besides you has evil within them... And I can only pick out the most guilty, emotional ones...</span> He suddenly snapped to attention as something wet soaked his boot. He glanced down to see that half the cave floor was covered with a stream of water. <span style='color:gray'>Look, the stream's getting bigger... It seems that the rain has either flooded into the cave, or that underground river behind us is overflowing. We might not have time to get all the way back, you think we should take the risk and keep going? It might lead us to our death, or it might lead us to salvation...</span>
<span style='color:gray'>She rolled her shoulders into a shrug to his words. She jerked her head as she felt water rise up to her paws. She growled lowly and turned her gaze to him. She shook her head. "If worse comes to worse I can get us out. Lets keep moving but lets hurry." She replied as she bolted across the cave floors. The waters abit slippery, but she managed as much as she could.</span>
<span style='color:gray'>Dammit girl, I was gonna go back...</span> He muttered, before chasing after her, catching up in a heartbeat, but his poor stamina soon putting him behind again. <span style='color:gray'>The water's not rising that fast!</span> He shouted ahead, irritated slightly at her "too fast" thinking...
<span style='color:gray'>She growled lowly and snorted and slowled down abit. "Keep up oldtimer. I know someone about your age who can keep up with my pace." She snorted and padded slowly, waiting for him to catch up. She pinned her ears and narrowed her gaze as she lowered her head. She leveled her tail slightly down towards the ground as she padded along.</span>
Dom snarled at her and made as if to say something, but it turned to a grunt as he fell head over heels as a wave of water slammed into the back of his legs. It washed him down the sloping cavern, which suddenly dropped off into a smooth circular shaped path, much like a waterslide. Dom tryed to warn Rogue as he came up fast behind her on his rear, but only spurted a stream of water. This was going to be one hell of a ride...
<span style='color:gray'>She jerked her head as she felt something odd. She saw a water riding pendragon. She smirked and shook her head. She jumped slightly against the wall and leaped towards Dom. She grabbed his paw and chuckled. "You need to learn to trust me." She replied as she and he both emerged within the shadows and emerged at the beggining of the cave once more. She chuckled and sat near the entrance as she gazed at the falling rain.</span>
He snorted. <span style='color:gray'>You were the one who bolted in deeper if I recall correctly youngin.</span> Dom muttered, and after taking out his guns and starting yet another fire to help dry himself off he set them down by the fire and started wringing out his trenchcoat and hat. When he finished, he sat thinking for a moment, and then turned his head to watch Rogue as she looked out at the raging storm. <span style='color:gray'>You know,</span> He said, trying to seem friendly and comforting; <span style='color:gray'>The only people I've seen who can move using darkness and shadows are either evil, or hurting inside... You sure there aint nothin you wanna confess? How bout this, you tell a bit bout yerself, I'll tell ye a bit about me and mine... Oh, and by the way, you've earned my trust...</span> He leaned back against the cave wall, quickly running through his history as he waited for an answer...
