Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141107033353/@comment-12599067-20141116013825

(Steak, the room is pitch black. You'll need a light in order to see anything.)

Instead of flesh, Lorcan's claws actually connected with something a lot harder. It wasn't as strong as steel or stone, but it gave more resistance to his claws than leather or flesh. It also let out a loud scraping noise that made Lorcan want to tear out his ears when he raked his claws across it.

There was a creaking noise as the unseen aggressor turned back to face Lorcan and there was a sound like a rush of air, no doubt an attempt to once again put him down.

Because the room was completely and utterly dark, Friedric had absolutely no way of seeing what was coming. However, he could hear his attackers, and although that wasn't the same as actually being able to see them, it would have to do for now.

There was scraping and a sudden creak somewhere off to Fried's right as something prepared to attack him.