10-10-2018, 04:13 PM
After what seemed like an eternity, a voice calls out, barely audible behind the door that Azazel had taken shelter behind. A bark, another canine. His ears perked, and he fell silent, except for his panicked, labored breathing. There was no sound anymore. No scratches on the door. Had the feline gone? He didn't want to risk looking, not when the mangled feline he saw could still be waiting. Instead, he tried to calm his breathing, although he couldn't hide how his voice was shaking and quiet. "Is the cat gone? They were-" He stopped himself and tried to harden his voice. Make it sound stronger. "Don't come any closer! They may still be out there."