silvermidenight

1. 1st person, major, innocent I woke up, my fur damp and sticking to my body. As I sat up, I let out a huge yawn, my fangs tweaking in the cool air. Cool? Wait…where am I? My eyes snapped open, revealing a dark cave. The walls were a deep gray, shimmering where water dripped down to deep pools on the grooved rock floor. To my right, there was weak sunlight trickling through a small, secluded opening. I rose to my paws in a panic, almost collapsing as my joints arthritically creaked. This cold, damp air made my age even more of a hindrance than usual. Limping quickly, I made my way to the cave entrance. I had to blink against the const