<div class="floatleft">(http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/299/1/e/_volug__by_lexical_phobia-d31l6l7.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Eden Klawgre & Lynn Miller<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Pit<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>One-another<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>It was an honest relief that Eden was so strong. Lynn wasn't accustomed to being carried by a man before, but he wasn't<em>just</em>a man, now was he? There was a tint of red to her cheeks as she felt his strong arms tight around her body, even though they already landed safely. She could feel his concern for her beating in his chest.<strong>"T-thank you... I'm fine."</strong>There was a tremble in her voice. Though she felt safe, the suffocating darkness smothered her. She felt like she could barely breathe.<br/><br/>Eden's animalistic senses quickly picked up on his partner's distress. Visibility in this pit was zero, even for his sharp eyes. There was no trace of light reflecting within this darkness. No point in looking around for an escape. In his mind, there was only one direction to go, and that was up.<strong>"Hold on, Lynn. We will escape shortly."</strong>His voice rolled like quiet thunder as he spoke. It was a sound Lynn could take comfort in. Others might have found it strange, but for some reason, she felt as though she could trust this strange wolf man with her life.<br/><br/>In preparation for his ascension, Eden bent his knees and arched his tail. This would be a tricky feat, but one he felt confident in.<strong>"Here we go."</strong>Strong legs then pushed off from the soft floor and lifted the two close to ten feet in the air. The young brunette shrieked. SHe wrapped her arms around her partner's chest and held on tightly with her eyes shut.<br/><br/>As Eden's lift gave way, his sandaled foot caught hold of the wall. Again, just as he did while they were falling, he pushed off from the wall to guide himself in the opposite direction. His body maintained good balance due to his tail, which allowed him to turn midair as he pushed from one wall to the next. It was a slow and steady wall-climb, but they were making upward progress with each leap the young wolf took.<br/><br/>Lynn almost felt weightless in the man's arms. She would opened her eyes to look up at him, but it was still pitch black. All she could do was listen to his breathing and feel the gentle pulse of his heart. With every leap, she could feel her breasts rub against his bare chest. It caused the blush along her cheeks to deepen, and her grip around him to tighten. He was incredibly strong; stronger than she imagined, and he held her so firmly that even in this hellhole, she felt completely safe.<br/><br/>As Eden continued upward, he pushed off from the right to the left. He extended his foot just as he always had to push off, but no longer was there a wall to push from. There was a sharp spike in his nerves as he descended farther than anticipated, but soon enough, he felt his foot brush against the rough surface. Quickly adjusting to the widening passage, he pushed once more with greater force. He went higher this time; farther as well. He was unsure now, how wide the passage had become, and would need to recalculate the space within his mind given the fact that he could see nothing. Eventually, as his foot pressed against the rough wall, he was able to guess the current width.<br/><br/>He continued upward regardless of the minor hiccup, and focused on his goal: rescuing Lynn from this frightening place. Head tilted up, his amethyst eyes caught a glint of light from above. As he neared this light, he could see faint rays of light slipping beneath the cracks of the trap door.<strong>"Look above, Lynn. We are almost there."</strong>Ignoring the pain in his back from the collision with the wall, he continued upward. The walls seemed to widen somewhat as he approached the top, but he compensated each time. He was determined to escape this prison with his partner unharmed. He would not allow his female to be in danger.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i62.tinypic.com/330z2o0.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;"><strong>Name:</strong> Sparx Larsa<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Hesitantly climbing on Zenobia's back...<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zenobia</div><br/><br/><br/>Sparx found zero comfort in her admitting that her tail was poisonous. He was tempted to inquire the symptoms of Manticore Poison, but thought it better to just never find out. However, she did mention the poison had a different effect rather than harming him. How, he wondered, would the situation become awkward. He sighed, deciding it was probably for the best if he didn't find out first hand. He watched as she swung her tail out of his way. Unfortunately, now he had an unobstructed view of her perky round ass. A blush formed across his nose and he quickly looked away, though the image was already solid in his mind. ~God, get it together, Sparx... This is not the time or place.~ Still, he had to climb on her back if he wanted to get out of here.<br/><br/>This was a lot harder than it looked...<br/><br/>Hesitantly, Sparx approached her. She was already hunched down to make it easier for him, but no amount of anything could make this any easier... Mindfully, he moved his arms over her shoulders and allowed himself to press against her. She was a lot warmer than he would have originally thought. Either that, or it was his own body heating up. More than likely it was him... His arms rested just below her neck so that he wouldn't choke her. "S-sorry about this..." His awkward stammer was the result of him having severely limited close interaction with females. This intimate contact was far beyond his comfort zone. It was a struggle not to panic and jump off. "Shall we go, then...?"