((After a week of being an annoying foreign tourist, I'm baayyacckk. Sorry, the hotel internet crapped out after the first night so I couldn't get on. But s'all good now. At the airport again. So I'll be postin' on and off. ))
Flak lowered his head and slowed his walking pace considerably, taking slow, cautious steps into the growing darkness. His large, wolfish ears were perked and fully alert as they pushed onward into the abandoned ruins. The only light source was the light from the large hole in the wall where they entered, and what had previously been a building, was transformed into a cave-like atmosphere. The occasional droplet of water from the cieling to the concrete floor made Flak's ear twitch and his muscles tense slightly, but nevertheless he continued creeping further. "It's best to get to the far back wall. The farther from the entrance, the better." He whispered in a very hushed tone as he continued onward. Though it was a mere whisper, it still echoed through the empty ruins. Finally, they were face to face with the back wall, where Flak let out a muttered sigh of relief. "This is it. It may be hard but, try and get some sleep." He said at a louder whisper, sitting back on his haunches, his right side against the wall. Shooting one last survelant glance around, he rested his head between his fore paws and slowly closed his eyes, dozing off, but still fully alert and ready for anything.