The Shadows Are Alive @the-shadow-watches - Tumblr Blog

Bones and muscle still painfully knit themselves together as Cap shakily drags themselves through the woods, too exhausted to be scared or vigilant.

Even if something dared to attack them they could simply grind it into a fine dust. They would like that actually - they might even dare to say they needed a punching bag, they deserved it after all. Proactively their magic begins to flicker in their palms, now a bright neon yellow, already excited at the prospect of a little practice. - cap

Suddenly the shadows around Cap start to warp and twist in a familiar way. That’s the only warning they get before a familiar shadowy beast appears before them, tail wagging happily as white eyes stare unblinkingly at them.

“Cap! Hi! You’re walking all funny! Hehe!” Lupus’ childlike giggle echoes within Cap’s mind.

The too fast Shadows that shift in the dark is all they need for their magic to trigger and send a bolt of bright yellow through the woods, leaving behind a trail of rot and disease. For a moment they fall silent, ignoring Lupus, too enchanted by the destruction they were able to create with their new magic.

"Oh.. Yeah.. Hi Lupus- I haven't seen you in quite a while, huh?"

A yelp echoes in Cap’s mind when they fired the bolt of magic, lighting up the surrounding area for a moment.

Lupus is now on the ground with his paws covering his eyes. He somehow looks more faded now… as if the light has weakened or injured him somehow.

“Owww… That was mean!”

Bones and muscle still painfully knit themselves together as Cap shakily drags themselves through the woods, too exhausted to be scared or vigilant.

Even if something dared to attack them they could simply grind it into a fine dust. They would like that actually - they might even dare to say they needed a punching bag, they deserved it after all. Proactively their magic begins to flicker in their palms, now a bright neon yellow, already excited at the prospect of a little practice. - cap

Suddenly the shadows around Cap start to warp and twist in a familiar way. That’s the only warning they get before a familiar shadowy beast appears before them, tail wagging happily as white eyes stare unblinkingly at them.

“Cap! Hi! You’re walking all funny! Hehe!” Lupus’ childlike giggle echoes within Cap’s mind.

As Cedar runs through the forest they can see the shadows around them start to twist and shift.

They’re being watched.

- @the-shadow-watches

This does not help their panic, and they fumble for where they know a knife is, they put it there this morning-

Only to realize that they aren't wearing the clothes they put on earlier. And, to their dismay, the weight on their back isn't a bag- it's wings.

They choose to take shelter between a large bush and a tree, knees curling up to their chest to become as small as they could make themselves.

At first Cedar hears nothing, the breeze calm and the forest is dead quiet.

… Until a child like giggle echoes through their mind.

“Hehe! Why you hiding? Oh! Are we playing hide and seek? I love that game!”

Their head shoots up, terror coursing through them at the giggle.

"Who- who's there? I have a knife- don't fuck with me-"

Their eyes are wide, their breaths panicked, and their wings hang limply behind them. They don't know how to use them.

“Oh? You have a stabby? That’s fun!”

Suddenly a large head pokes into Cedar’s hiding spot, looking like a wolf of some kind with floppy ears, glowing horns, and glowing white eyes that almost stare into their soul.

“Hehe! Found you! You’re not a very good hider, Cedar!”

This only freaks Cedar out more, and with a shout, they try to stab the head.

"How the fuck do you know my name-"

They push themselves further into the corner they're in, holding the knife out with a trembling arm.

The knife only goes through the shadow-like beast, not even seeming to hurt it in the slightest.

The shadow tilts his head at Cedar’s panicked question.

“What do ya mean? We met before, silly! Then again your mind does look more like Swiss cheese than it did last time! Hehe!”

The complete nonchalance of this entity only serves to freak Cedar out more.

"I don't know what the fuck you're talking about, but please just- leave me alone. Please- I don't know you-"

The shadow almost seems to pout at Cedar’s words.

“Awww but I wanna play! Not my fault you’re a scaredy cat now!”

"You're literally insane. I don't- I need to keep running. I have people after me-" Cedar forces themselves to stand, maybe leaning too hard on the tree for support.

"I don't- you're crazy. I need to go."

#prison rp #c!cedar #((you made the child not like you RIP))#((child go poof))

The shadow suddenly looks… upset. It’s not happy.

“Hey! That’s not nice!”

The shadow backs away from Cedar.

“If you didn’t want to be friends anymore you could’ve just said so, ya jerk!”

At that the shadow melts away into the darkness, seemingly disappearing and leaving Cedar alone.

As Cedar runs through the forest they can see the shadows around them start to twist and shift.

They’re being watched.

- @the-shadow-watches

This does not help their panic, and they fumble for where they know a knife is, they put it there this morning-

Only to realize that they aren't wearing the clothes they put on earlier. And, to their dismay, the weight on their back isn't a bag- it's wings.

They choose to take shelter between a large bush and a tree, knees curling up to their chest to become as small as they could make themselves.

At first Cedar hears nothing, the breeze calm and the forest is dead quiet.

… Until a child like giggle echoes through their mind.

“Hehe! Why you hiding? Oh! Are we playing hide and seek? I love that game!”

Their head shoots up, terror coursing through them at the giggle.

"Who- who's there? I have a knife- don't fuck with me-"

Their eyes are wide, their breaths panicked, and their wings hang limply behind them. They don't know how to use them.

“Oh? You have a stabby? That’s fun!”

Suddenly a large head pokes into Cedar’s hiding spot, looking like a wolf of some kind with floppy ears, glowing horns, and glowing white eyes that almost stare into their soul.

“Hehe! Found you! You’re not a very good hider, Cedar!”

This only freaks Cedar out more, and with a shout, they try to stab the head.

"How the fuck do you know my name-"

They push themselves further into the corner they're in, holding the knife out with a trembling arm.

The knife only goes through the shadow-like beast, not even seeming to hurt it in the slightest.

The shadow tilts his head at Cedar’s panicked question.

“What do ya mean? We met before, silly! Then again your mind does look more like Swiss cheese than it did last time! Hehe!”

The complete nonchalance of this entity only serves to freak Cedar out more.

"I don't know what the fuck you're talking about, but please just- leave me alone. Please- I don't know you-"

The shadow almost seems to pout at Cedar’s words.

“Awww but I wanna play! Not my fault you’re a scaredy cat now!”

#prison rp #c!cedar

As Cedar runs through the forest they can see the shadows around them start to twist and shift.

They’re being watched.

- @the-shadow-watches

This does not help their panic, and they fumble for where they know a knife is, they put it there this morning-

Only to realize that they aren't wearing the clothes they put on earlier. And, to their dismay, the weight on their back isn't a bag- it's wings.

They choose to take shelter between a large bush and a tree, knees curling up to their chest to become as small as they could make themselves.

At first Cedar hears nothing, the breeze calm and the forest is dead quiet.

… Until a child like giggle echoes through their mind.

“Hehe! Why you hiding? Oh! Are we playing hide and seek? I love that game!”

Their head shoots up, terror coursing through them at the giggle.

"Who- who's there? I have a knife- don't fuck with me-"

Their eyes are wide, their breaths panicked, and their wings hang limply behind them. They don't know how to use them.

“Oh? You have a stabby? That’s fun!”

Suddenly a large head pokes into Cedar’s hiding spot, looking like a wolf of some kind with floppy ears, glowing horns, and glowing white eyes that almost stare into their soul.

“Hehe! Found you! You’re not a very good hider, Cedar!”

This only freaks Cedar out more, and with a shout, they try to stab the head.

"How the fuck do you know my name-"

They push themselves further into the corner they're in, holding the knife out with a trembling arm.

#prison rp #c!cedar #((cedar got da Swiss cheese mind L))

The knife only goes through the shadow-like beast, not even seeming to hurt it in the slightest.

The shadow tilts his head at Cedar’s panicked question.

“What do ya mean? We met before, silly! Then again your mind does look more like Swiss cheese than it did last time! Hehe!”

As Cedar runs through the forest they can see the shadows around them start to twist and shift.

They’re being watched.

- @the-shadow-watches

This does not help their panic, and they fumble for where they know a knife is, they put it there this morning-

Only to realize that they aren't wearing the clothes they put on earlier. And, to their dismay, the weight on their back isn't a bag- it's wings.

They choose to take shelter between a large bush and a tree, knees curling up to their chest to become as small as they could make themselves.

At first Cedar hears nothing, the breeze calm and the forest is dead quiet.

… Until a child like giggle echoes through their mind.

“Hehe! Why you hiding? Oh! Are we playing hide and seek? I love that game!”

Their head shoots up, terror coursing through them at the giggle.

"Who- who's there? I have a knife- don't fuck with me-"

Their eyes are wide, their breaths panicked, and their wings hang limply behind them. They don't know how to use them.

#prison rp #c!Cedar #((lmao get rekt #you lost hide and seek))

“Oh? You have a stabby? That’s fun!”

Suddenly a large head pokes into Cedar’s hiding spot, looking like a wolf of some kind with floppy ears, glowing horns, and glowing white eyes that almost stare into their soul.

“Hehe! Found you! You’re not a very good hider, Cedar!”

As Cedar runs through the forest they can see the shadows around them start to twist and shift.

They’re being watched.

- @the-shadow-watches

This does not help their panic, and they fumble for where they know a knife is, they put it there this morning-

Only to realize that they aren't wearing the clothes they put on earlier. And, to their dismay, the weight on their back isn't a bag- it's wings.

They choose to take shelter between a large bush and a tree, knees curling up to their chest to become as small as they could make themselves.

#prison rp #c!cedar #((baby man baby))

At first Cedar hears nothing, the breeze calm and the forest is dead quiet.

… Until a child like giggle echoes through their mind.

“Hehe! Why you hiding? Oh! Are we playing hide and seek? I love that game!”

As Cedar stares off into the night and try to process what happened mere hours ago they see movement in the corner of their eye. They feel as if they’re being watched as the shadows themselves shift and twist around them.

- @the-shadow-watches

Cedar glances around, gaze as empty as they feel.

At this point, this might as well just happen. They internally resign themselves to more horror, face blank.

"...Hello?"

As soon as Cedar speaks a large, monstrous creature appears out of nowhere in front of them. It looks as if it’s made of the shadows themselves as it stares at Cedar with glowing white eyes. All it does is stare.

Cedar meets the creature's stare unflinchingly. They... aren't afraid. Their breathing hasn't even picked up.

"Y'know, if you're gonna do something, you should probably do it."

The shadow tilts its head curiously at Cedar’s lack of fear before slowly stepping closer. It lowers its head to touch its nose to their forehead. However, Cedar doesn’t feel anything solid touch them, only freezing cold air that sends a chill through their body.

As the shadow backs away a voice suddenly echos through Cedar’s mind. It… sounds like a child?

“Hello! You’re really weird!”

Their body shivers involuntarily, eyes closing so they don't see what happens-

Only to open their eyes again in confusion when the shadow backs away.

"Hello? Who.... are you?"

The voice - the shadow? - giggles at Cedar’s confusion, tail wagging as it sits down in front of them.

“Hehe! Hi! I’m Lupus! You’re really funny!”

This is... not what they were expecting. But it's a kid- and the shadow reminds them of someone else.

They can't think of that right now.

"Thank... you? I'm Cedar. What're you doing out here by the ruins?"

#prison rp #c!cedar #((AWWW DOES LUPUS REMIND THEM OF LEO???))

“Hehe! Like the tree!” Lupus giggles at Cedar’s name for a moment before acknowledging the second question.

“Oh! Just exploring! Hehe! I saw it all go KABOOM and it looked like so much fun!”

As Cedar stares off into the night and try to process what happened mere hours ago they see movement in the corner of their eye. They feel as if they’re being watched as the shadows themselves shift and twist around them.

- @the-shadow-watches

Cedar glances around, gaze as empty as they feel.

At this point, this might as well just happen. They internally resign themselves to more horror, face blank.

"...Hello?"

As soon as Cedar speaks a large, monstrous creature appears out of nowhere in front of them. It looks as if it’s made of the shadows themselves as it stares at Cedar with glowing white eyes. All it does is stare.

Cedar meets the creature's stare unflinchingly. They... aren't afraid. Their breathing hasn't even picked up.

"Y'know, if you're gonna do something, you should probably do it."

The shadow tilts its head curiously at Cedar’s lack of fear before slowly stepping closer. It lowers its head to touch its nose to their forehead. However, Cedar doesn’t feel anything solid touch them, only freezing cold air that sends a chill through their body.

As the shadow backs away a voice suddenly echos through Cedar’s mind. It… sounds like a child?

“Hello! You’re really weird!”

Their body shivers involuntarily, eyes closing so they don't see what happens-

Only to open their eyes again in confusion when the shadow backs away.

"Hello? Who.... are you?"

The voice - the shadow? - giggles at Cedar’s confusion, tail wagging as it sits down in front of them.

“Hehe! Hi! I’m Lupus! You’re really funny!”

#prison rp #c!cedar

The shadows grow long as the sun sets, making the forest you’re wandering through darker and darker.

Suddenly the shadows begin to twist and shift, writhing as if the darkness itself is alive.

You feel as if you’re being hunted.

- @the-shadow-watches

Vents’s knowledge of the world was currently incredibly low—so much had changed during the time they weren’t conscious—but they did know one thing. Shadows were not supposed to move like that, not normal shadows anyway. But Vents didn’t know how to fix it, they didn’t know how to fix anything.

But they sought solace in the dim light of the moon that cut its way through the tree branches and canopy overhead, and vents tried to stay in the sparse light as much as they could, trying to walk faster through the trees. They didn’t know how far they were into the forest, and panic began to claw at their throat.

“Is anybody out there?” They called out quietly, voice high and crackling.

@the-shadow-watches

There is no answer to Vents’ call, only silence as the shadows continue to behave unnaturally.

However, as they turn to check their surroundings they see a terrifying sight.

The silhouette of a large, hulking wolf-like creature stares right into them with glowing white eyes.

Vents expected a lot of things when they looked around. An axe murderer, a tree, maybe even a bat. But not a giant wolf that looked like it was going to eat them. The shock enough was to make them let out a scared “eep!” and trip backwards. Don’t worry, you can’t die. You’re already dead, it can’t kill you. Vents whispered to themselves, but they didn’t even know if that was true anymore. They could feel the stones and sticks they’d landed on digging into their back—they used to not be able to feel that. What if they could die now too?

Vents didn’t want to find out, and instead opted to scrabble backwards into a shallow patch of dim moonlight. The silvery light shone straight through their translucent body, illuminating silvery skin and a harsh spiderweb of cracks along their body that didn’t used to be there. “You can just stay over there, alright?”

The shadow simply tilts its head at Vents’ reaction, even looking amused as they fall onto the forest floor.

The shadow moves closer and closer… but it doesn’t step into the moonlight. Instead it sits down right at the edge and continues to stare, tail wagging lazily.

Vents notices more details now that they can see the beast more clearly. Floppy ears and a pair of glowing horns don it’s head while white chains decorate its body. However, the most interesting detail is that the edges of its form seem to almost fade out slightly, as if the beast isn’t quite there physically.

It’s incorporeal.

Vents let out a nervous little hum as the creature creeped closer, but it didn’t seem dangerous or aggressive, which soothed Venus’s worries. The pool of moonlight wasn’t very big, so they were already close to the creature, which seemed to be some sort of lupine ghost.

“Hello…hello there.” They said quietly, their voice slightly shaky as they reached out their pale hand, ever so carefully putting it in front of the wolf.

The shadow perks up as Vents slowly reaches towards it, tail now wagging even faster. It slowly moves forward to touch its muzzle to their hand. However, Vents can only feel freezing cold air where the wolf should be, their hand phasing through slightly.

Suddenly a voice echoes through their mind. It… sounds like a child?

“Hello! You’re a real scaredy cat, y’know? It’s really funny!”

Vents frowned as the wolf’s—ghost wolf? demon creature? Vents was a little too scared to find out—big snout went through their fingers, leaving only a cold sensation in a place that was used to being numb. Vents was going to have to get used to feeling things like temperature, but they hadn’t in so long.

They were just starting to come to terms with the wolfs seemingly friendly existence when it started talking. No, talking wasn’t the right word. More like whispering directly into Vents’ brain, which sent a shiver down the ghosts back. And it’s also a child, which is even weirder.

“I am not a scaredy cat!” Vents replied stubbornly before fully sliding out of the moonlight so they could be properly face to face with the creature. Their voice was somewhat raspy after…gods know how long of disuse. “…but hello anyway, ghost wolf.”

The shadow simply giggles at Vents response.

“Whatever you say, scaredy cat! Hehe! You were tooootally scared!”

Vents shook their head, curly silver hair much longer than what they were used to flying in their eyes and they instantly tried to push it away from their face before peering at the wolf again.

“I was not scared of you.” They insisted, gesturing animatedly with their hands as they spoke. “You’re a scaredy-dog, if I’m a scaredy-cat!”

The shadow gasps playfully at this, pretending to be offended by Vents’ words.

“Whaaat? No! I wasn’t scared! I’m scared of nothin’!”

“Everybody’s scared of something, scaredy-dog!” Vents replied, using the term in place of a name because she didn’t know his yet. Did he have a name, even? Vents wasn’t sure, but didn’t exactly know how to go about finding out.

“I bet you’re scared of something dumb, like spiders or snakes or something.” Vents continued, reaching forehead and mimed poking the wolf in the chest with two fingers, like a snakebite. They instinctively wanted to pull back though, when they felt the cold dig into their skin and threaten to not let go. When they did, they rubbed their hands together to get rid of the cold, like they’d seen humans do before.

The shadow just lets out a huff at this, although he’s obviously amused when Vents pokes him. He doesn’t seem bothered by their fingers going through him at all.

“Hehe! I like spiders and snakes, actually! They’re so silly looking!”

Venus frowned slightly when they heard that, it seemed like their teasing attempts had failed. They were just going to have to keep going until they’d found proof of Lupus being a scaredy-dog. The current conversation had kept the worried, mildly claustrophobic thoughts away.

“They are silly looking, but I’m sure you’re scared of something! Like, being eaten by a big cat! Aren’t dogs afraid of cats?” They replied, tapping their ghostly feet on the grass as they thought, smushing a bug beneath their little boots.

Vents didn’t actually know what they were afraid of. Living, maybe? They hadn’t been alive in a long time, but the idea seemed scary.

This makes Lupus laugh, the sound echoing through Vents’ mind.

“Pffft- what? No! Cats are the ones who are scared of dogs! Besides, I’m not a dog, you silly goose!”

“You look like a dog.” Vents countered, though it had been…a very long time since they’d seen a dog. Or any kind of pet. They think that they might’ve used to have pets—and they knew that they used to have someone else, but they’re not sure who. Everything from when they were alive is getting foggier and foggier.

“If you’re not a dog, what are you? What’s your name? My name’s Vents.” They wondered if they could have a different name now, now that the prison vents were destroyed. Nah, probably not. They were the Vents, even if they didn’t exist anymore.

Lupus giggles at this.

“That’s a silly name. I’m Lupus!” He says, not answering Vents’ first question.

#prison rp #vents

The shadows grow long as the sun sets, making the forest you’re wandering through darker and darker.

Suddenly the shadows begin to twist and shift, writhing as if the darkness itself is alive.

You feel as if you’re being hunted.

- @the-shadow-watches

Vents’s knowledge of the world was currently incredibly low—so much had changed during the time they weren’t conscious—but they did know one thing. Shadows were not supposed to move like that, not normal shadows anyway. But Vents didn’t know how to fix it, they didn’t know how to fix anything.

But they sought solace in the dim light of the moon that cut its way through the tree branches and canopy overhead, and vents tried to stay in the sparse light as much as they could, trying to walk faster through the trees. They didn’t know how far they were into the forest, and panic began to claw at their throat.

“Is anybody out there?” They called out quietly, voice high and crackling.

@the-shadow-watches

There is no answer to Vents’ call, only silence as the shadows continue to behave unnaturally.

However, as they turn to check their surroundings they see a terrifying sight.

The silhouette of a large, hulking wolf-like creature stares right into them with glowing white eyes.

Vents expected a lot of things when they looked around. An axe murderer, a tree, maybe even a bat. But not a giant wolf that looked like it was going to eat them. The shock enough was to make them let out a scared “eep!” and trip backwards. Don’t worry, you can’t die. You’re already dead, it can’t kill you. Vents whispered to themselves, but they didn’t even know if that was true anymore. They could feel the stones and sticks they’d landed on digging into their back—they used to not be able to feel that. What if they could die now too?

Vents didn’t want to find out, and instead opted to scrabble backwards into a shallow patch of dim moonlight. The silvery light shone straight through their translucent body, illuminating silvery skin and a harsh spiderweb of cracks along their body that didn’t used to be there. “You can just stay over there, alright?”

The shadow simply tilts its head at Vents’ reaction, even looking amused as they fall onto the forest floor.

The shadow moves closer and closer… but it doesn’t step into the moonlight. Instead it sits down right at the edge and continues to stare, tail wagging lazily.

Vents notices more details now that they can see the beast more clearly. Floppy ears and a pair of glowing horns don it’s head while white chains decorate its body. However, the most interesting detail is that the edges of its form seem to almost fade out slightly, as if the beast isn’t quite there physically.

It’s incorporeal.

Vents let out a nervous little hum as the creature creeped closer, but it didn’t seem dangerous or aggressive, which soothed Venus’s worries. The pool of moonlight wasn’t very big, so they were already close to the creature, which seemed to be some sort of lupine ghost.

“Hello…hello there.” They said quietly, their voice slightly shaky as they reached out their pale hand, ever so carefully putting it in front of the wolf.

The shadow perks up as Vents slowly reaches towards it, tail now wagging even faster. It slowly moves forward to touch its muzzle to their hand. However, Vents can only feel freezing cold air where the wolf should be, their hand phasing through slightly.

Suddenly a voice echoes through their mind. It… sounds like a child?

“Hello! You’re a real scaredy cat, y’know? It’s really funny!”

Vents frowned as the wolf’s—ghost wolf? demon creature? Vents was a little too scared to find out—big snout went through their fingers, leaving only a cold sensation in a place that was used to being numb. Vents was going to have to get used to feeling things like temperature, but they hadn’t in so long.

They were just starting to come to terms with the wolfs seemingly friendly existence when it started talking. No, talking wasn’t the right word. More like whispering directly into Vents’ brain, which sent a shiver down the ghosts back. And it’s also a child, which is even weirder.

“I am not a scaredy cat!” Vents replied stubbornly before fully sliding out of the moonlight so they could be properly face to face with the creature. Their voice was somewhat raspy after…gods know how long of disuse. “…but hello anyway, ghost wolf.”

The shadow simply giggles at Vents response.

“Whatever you say, scaredy cat! Hehe! You were tooootally scared!”

Vents shook their head, curly silver hair much longer than what they were used to flying in their eyes and they instantly tried to push it away from their face before peering at the wolf again.

“I was not scared of you.” They insisted, gesturing animatedly with their hands as they spoke. “You’re a scaredy-dog, if I’m a scaredy-cat!”

The shadow gasps playfully at this, pretending to be offended by Vents’ words.

“Whaaat? No! I wasn’t scared! I’m scared of nothin’!”

“Everybody’s scared of something, scaredy-dog!” Vents replied, using the term in place of a name because she didn’t know his yet. Did he have a name, even? Vents wasn’t sure, but didn’t exactly know how to go about finding out.

“I bet you’re scared of something dumb, like spiders or snakes or something.” Vents continued, reaching forehead and mimed poking the wolf in the chest with two fingers, like a snakebite. They instinctively wanted to pull back though, when they felt the cold dig into their skin and threaten to not let go. When they did, they rubbed their hands together to get rid of the cold, like they’d seen humans do before.

The shadow just lets out a huff at this, although he’s obviously amused when Vents pokes him. He doesn’t seem bothered by their fingers going through him at all.

“Hehe! I like spiders and snakes, actually! They’re so silly looking!”

Venus frowned slightly when they heard that, it seemed like their teasing attempts had failed. They were just going to have to keep going until they’d found proof of Lupus being a scaredy-dog. The current conversation had kept the worried, mildly claustrophobic thoughts away.

“They are silly looking, but I’m sure you’re scared of something! Like, being eaten by a big cat! Aren’t dogs afraid of cats?” They replied, tapping their ghostly feet on the grass as they thought, smushing a bug beneath their little boots.

Vents didn’t actually know what they were afraid of. Living, maybe? They hadn’t been alive in a long time, but the idea seemed scary.

This makes Lupus laugh, the sound echoing through Vents’ mind.

“Pffft- what? No! Cats are the ones who are scared of dogs! Besides, I’m not a dog, you silly goose!”

#prison rp #vents

Cap sleeps peacefully in a tree in the middle of the forest, undisturbed and safe.

… That is until they feel something hit them out of nowhere.

- @the-shadow-watches

They yelp loudly as something hits their side with enough power to knock them out of the tree. With a sleep laden mind, they scramble up, immediately on the defensive.

"Wh? Who?"

A familiar shadow is standing on the ground in front of Cap when they land, tail wagging excitedly. The ball used to hit Cap is in the ground next to him.

“Hehe! Hiya, Cap!”

"Wh-? Wh- Lupus? Hi.."

They calm down when they see the shadow in front of them, although still a little tense.

"You okay? What's up?"

Lupus just giggles at that, clearly excited about something.

“I’m more than okay! Hehe! I made a reeeeaaaaally good deal~!”

"Oh? What- what did you do?"

Cap sounds curious, although a little nervous too. They had been liking deals less and less lately.

“Hehe! Dirt man helps me and I help him in return! Nothing toooo big, y’know?”

"Oh? Why does he need help? Is something wrong with him? Come on, spill."

At Lupus' words Cap becomes visibly more excited, tail wagging with suspense.

Right when Lupus is about to tell Cap he pauses.

“Wait- nope. Can’t do that. I pinky promised not to tell anyone about his little problem! And pinky promises must never be broken!”

Their face falls at that and they pause for a moment trying to figure out a loophole.

"Hmm.. What about another game then? I'll guess what his secret is and if I'm close you say warm and if i'm wrong you say cold. You're not actually telling me anything so you're not breaking his promise!"

Lupus lights up at that.

“Oh that sounds fun!”

"Alright,"

Cap clasps their hands together and sits in front of the shadow, equally excited.

"Sooo... Is he hurt in some way? Like- is something wrong with him- well obviously yeah- but not in that way."

“Ooo! Warm!”

"Oh? Really?! Great- great ok- ok ok.. Hmm. What else.. Is he.. Is he dying? Oh- that worm- that big worm that he talked about does it have something to do with that?"

“Hehe! Even warmer! Reeeaaally warm!”

"Shit- really ok- both? Okay.. So the worm is dying- and he needed that drill. So I'm guessing the worm's trapped somewhere? And he needed the drill to get it out?"

Lupus nods, tail wagging even faster out of excitement.

“Mhm! Warm! Spicy hot!”

The shadows grow long as the sun sets, making the forest you’re wandering through darker and darker.

Suddenly the shadows begin to twist and shift, writhing as if the darkness itself is alive.

You feel as if you’re being hunted.

- @the-shadow-watches

Vents’s knowledge of the world was currently incredibly low—so much had changed during the time they weren’t conscious—but they did know one thing. Shadows were not supposed to move like that, not normal shadows anyway. But Vents didn’t know how to fix it, they didn’t know how to fix anything.

But they sought solace in the dim light of the moon that cut its way through the tree branches and canopy overhead, and vents tried to stay in the sparse light as much as they could, trying to walk faster through the trees. They didn’t know how far they were into the forest, and panic began to claw at their throat.

“Is anybody out there?” They called out quietly, voice high and crackling.

@the-shadow-watches

There is no answer to Vents’ call, only silence as the shadows continue to behave unnaturally.

However, as they turn to check their surroundings they see a terrifying sight.

The silhouette of a large, hulking wolf-like creature stares right into them with glowing white eyes.

Vents expected a lot of things when they looked around. An axe murderer, a tree, maybe even a bat. But not a giant wolf that looked like it was going to eat them. The shock enough was to make them let out a scared “eep!” and trip backwards. Don’t worry, you can’t die. You’re already dead, it can’t kill you. Vents whispered to themselves, but they didn’t even know if that was true anymore. They could feel the stones and sticks they’d landed on digging into their back—they used to not be able to feel that. What if they could die now too?

Vents didn’t want to find out, and instead opted to scrabble backwards into a shallow patch of dim moonlight. The silvery light shone straight through their translucent body, illuminating silvery skin and a harsh spiderweb of cracks along their body that didn’t used to be there. “You can just stay over there, alright?”

The shadow simply tilts its head at Vents’ reaction, even looking amused as they fall onto the forest floor.

The shadow moves closer and closer… but it doesn’t step into the moonlight. Instead it sits down right at the edge and continues to stare, tail wagging lazily.

Vents notices more details now that they can see the beast more clearly. Floppy ears and a pair of glowing horns don it’s head while white chains decorate its body. However, the most interesting detail is that the edges of its form seem to almost fade out slightly, as if the beast isn’t quite there physically.

It’s incorporeal.

Vents let out a nervous little hum as the creature creeped closer, but it didn’t seem dangerous or aggressive, which soothed Venus’s worries. The pool of moonlight wasn’t very big, so they were already close to the creature, which seemed to be some sort of lupine ghost.

“Hello…hello there.” They said quietly, their voice slightly shaky as they reached out their pale hand, ever so carefully putting it in front of the wolf.

The shadow perks up as Vents slowly reaches towards it, tail now wagging even faster. It slowly moves forward to touch its muzzle to their hand. However, Vents can only feel freezing cold air where the wolf should be, their hand phasing through slightly.

Suddenly a voice echoes through their mind. It… sounds like a child?

“Hello! You’re a real scaredy cat, y’know? It’s really funny!”

Vents frowned as the wolf’s—ghost wolf? demon creature? Vents was a little too scared to find out—big snout went through their fingers, leaving only a cold sensation in a place that was used to being numb. Vents was going to have to get used to feeling things like temperature, but they hadn’t in so long.

They were just starting to come to terms with the wolfs seemingly friendly existence when it started talking. No, talking wasn’t the right word. More like whispering directly into Vents’ brain, which sent a shiver down the ghosts back. And it’s also a child, which is even weirder.

“I am not a scaredy cat!” Vents replied stubbornly before fully sliding out of the moonlight so they could be properly face to face with the creature. Their voice was somewhat raspy after…gods know how long of disuse. “…but hello anyway, ghost wolf.”

The shadow simply giggles at Vents response.

“Whatever you say, scaredy cat! Hehe! You were tooootally scared!”

Vents shook their head, curly silver hair much longer than what they were used to flying in their eyes and they instantly tried to push it away from their face before peering at the wolf again.

“I was not scared of you.” They insisted, gesturing animatedly with their hands as they spoke. “You’re a scaredy-dog, if I’m a scaredy-cat!”

The shadow gasps playfully at this, pretending to be offended by Vents’ words.

“Whaaat? No! I wasn’t scared! I’m scared of nothin’!”

“Everybody’s scared of something, scaredy-dog!” Vents replied, using the term in place of a name because she didn’t know his yet. Did he have a name, even? Vents wasn’t sure, but didn’t exactly know how to go about finding out.

“I bet you’re scared of something dumb, like spiders or snakes or something.” Vents continued, reaching forehead and mimed poking the wolf in the chest with two fingers, like a snakebite. They instinctively wanted to pull back though, when they felt the cold dig into their skin and threaten to not let go. When they did, they rubbed their hands together to get rid of the cold, like they’d seen humans do before.

The shadow just lets out a huff at this, although he’s obviously amused when Vents pokes him. He doesn’t seem bothered by their fingers going through him at all.

“Hehe! I like spiders and snakes, actually! They’re so silly looking!”

#prison rp #vents

Cap sleeps peacefully in a tree in the middle of the forest, undisturbed and safe.

… That is until they feel something hit them out of nowhere.

- @the-shadow-watches

They yelp loudly as something hits their side with enough power to knock them out of the tree. With a sleep laden mind, they scramble up, immediately on the defensive.

"Wh? Who?"

A familiar shadow is standing on the ground in front of Cap when they land, tail wagging excitedly. The ball used to hit Cap is in the ground next to him.

“Hehe! Hiya, Cap!”

"Wh-? Wh- Lupus? Hi.."

They calm down when they see the shadow in front of them, although still a little tense.

"You okay? What's up?"

Lupus just giggles at that, clearly excited about something.

“I’m more than okay! Hehe! I made a reeeeaaaaally good deal~!”

"Oh? What- what did you do?"

Cap sounds curious, although a little nervous too. They had been liking deals less and less lately.

“Hehe! Dirt man helps me and I help him in return! Nothing toooo big, y’know?”

"Oh? Why does he need help? Is something wrong with him? Come on, spill."

At Lupus' words Cap becomes visibly more excited, tail wagging with suspense.

Right when Lupus is about to tell Cap he pauses.

“Wait- nope. Can’t do that. I pinky promised not to tell anyone about his little problem! And pinky promises must never be broken!”

Their face falls at that and they pause for a moment trying to figure out a loophole.

"Hmm.. What about another game then? I'll guess what his secret is and if I'm close you say warm and if i'm wrong you say cold. You're not actually telling me anything so you're not breaking his promise!"

Lupus lights up at that.

“Oh that sounds fun!”

"Alright,"

Cap clasps their hands together and sits in front of the shadow, equally excited.

"Sooo... Is he hurt in some way? Like- is something wrong with him- well obviously yeah- but not in that way."

“Ooo! Warm!”

"Oh? Really?! Great- great ok- ok ok.. Hmm. What else.. Is he.. Is he dying? Oh- that worm- that big worm that he talked about does it have something to do with that?"

“Hehe! Even warmer! Reeeaaally warm!”

Cap sleeps peacefully in a tree in the middle of the forest, undisturbed and safe.

… That is until they feel something hit them out of nowhere.

- @the-shadow-watches

They yelp loudly as something hits their side with enough power to knock them out of the tree. With a sleep laden mind, they scramble up, immediately on the defensive.

"Wh? Who?"

A familiar shadow is standing on the ground in front of Cap when they land, tail wagging excitedly. The ball used to hit Cap is in the ground next to him.

“Hehe! Hiya, Cap!”

"Wh-? Wh- Lupus? Hi.."

They calm down when they see the shadow in front of them, although still a little tense.

"You okay? What's up?"

Lupus just giggles at that, clearly excited about something.

“I’m more than okay! Hehe! I made a reeeeaaaaally good deal~!”

"Oh? What- what did you do?"

Cap sounds curious, although a little nervous too. They had been liking deals less and less lately.

“Hehe! Dirt man helps me and I help him in return! Nothing toooo big, y’know?”

"Oh? Why does he need help? Is something wrong with him? Come on, spill."

At Lupus' words Cap becomes visibly more excited, tail wagging with suspense.

Right when Lupus is about to tell Cap he pauses.

“Wait- nope. Can’t do that. I pinky promised not to tell anyone about his little problem! And pinky promises must never be broken!”

Their face falls at that and they pause for a moment trying to figure out a loophole.

"Hmm.. What about another game then? I'll guess what his secret is and if I'm close you say warm and if i'm wrong you say cold. You're not actually telling me anything so you're not breaking his promise!"

Lupus lights up at that.

“Oh that sounds fun!”

"Alright,"

Cap clasps their hands together and sits in front of the shadow, equally excited.

"Sooo... Is he hurt in some way? Like- is something wrong with him- well obviously yeah- but not in that way."

“Ooo! Warm!”

Cap sleeps peacefully in a tree in the middle of the forest, undisturbed and safe.

… That is until they feel something hit them out of nowhere.

- @the-shadow-watches

They yelp loudly as something hits their side with enough power to knock them out of the tree. With a sleep laden mind, they scramble up, immediately on the defensive.

"Wh? Who?"

A familiar shadow is standing on the ground in front of Cap when they land, tail wagging excitedly. The ball used to hit Cap is in the ground next to him.

“Hehe! Hiya, Cap!”

"Wh-? Wh- Lupus? Hi.."

They calm down when they see the shadow in front of them, although still a little tense.

"You okay? What's up?"

Lupus just giggles at that, clearly excited about something.

“I’m more than okay! Hehe! I made a reeeeaaaaally good deal~!”

"Oh? What- what did you do?"

Cap sounds curious, although a little nervous too. They had been liking deals less and less lately.

“Hehe! Dirt man helps me and I help him in return! Nothing toooo big, y’know?”

"Oh? Why does he need help? Is something wrong with him? Come on, spill."

At Lupus' words Cap becomes visibly more excited, tail wagging with suspense.

Right when Lupus is about to tell Cap he pauses.

“Wait- nope. Can’t do that. I pinky promised not to tell anyone about his little problem! And pinky promises must never be broken!”

Their face falls at that and they pause for a moment trying to figure out a loophole.

"Hmm.. What about another game then? I'll guess what his secret is and if I'm close you say warm and if i'm wrong you say cold. You're not actually telling me anything so you're not breaking his promise!"

Lupus lights up at that.

“Oh that sounds fun!”