《The pale dungeon (dropped)》Ch9 Maker shouldn't swear
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That didn't go as planned at all... Fanv grumbled to herself as she made her way back to where she and Maker had first met. She had wanted to talk to the adventurers and had even hoped to make them leave alive. She hadn't been fast enough to reach them before the fighting broke out. When Maker had told her the other creatures had made contact with the adventurers she had transformed to get there faster, and when she had smelled all the blood and heard the screams and sound of battle something in her head had snapped and then when she regained control of her body she had already fought, killed and eaten large parts of the adventurers. She felt disgusted and disappointed.
Maker had urged everyone to return to their previous positions before they continued their daily business, only giving them time to claim the spoils of victory (food). Something about not disturbing the ecosystem. Fanv had been more than happy to obey and flee the grisly scene. As soon as she had run back she transformed, shoved two fingers into the back of her mouth and threw up as much of what she'd eaten as possible. The hare that had saved her from getting crushed by a massive shield had somehow found her when she finished puking. Fanv had to shout and wave to stop it from licking up her puke. Why must everything be so gross...
The hare had watched her curiously as she stomped around the cave, cursing instincts, humans, murder-goats and puke-eating rabbits. Maker had arrived at some point and sat down calmly, putting the hare in her lap and stroking it while listening to Fanv's complaints, nodding knowingly while in reality, she had no idea why seemingly everything made the werewolf upset.
It took some time for Fanv to calm down and when her rants finally ended, Maker had learned an impressive amount of swear words.
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"Is there a good cave close to the entrances that I could make my own?"
Hm yes, there should be at least one you like. Otherwise I will make a new one for you. Then you can react much faster if any more goddamned adventurers appear.
Fanv blinked at the proud looking Maker.
"Ok... And are there any underground lakes or rivers or something? Preferably near my cave. I need a place to wash myself off and water to drink."
Yes, I am looking for a good cave right now. Then you can make your den and fuck up any other-
"Please stop swearing, it doesn't suit you at all...."
Maker sulked at that. She was getting the hang of it, she thought.
Then you can handle any other intruders that appear.
Maker then lit up as a new thought struck her.
Do you prefer wolves or humans? It would be easier if you preferred wolves, wolves I can claim. But if you prefer humans then I guess I could figure something out-
"What are you talking about?"
Who would you prefer to mate with? I want you to mate and have pups so I can have more werewolves!
"No."
No?
"No... I refuse to-... breed... monsters for you. I'm not an animal damnit!"
Whyyyyy? I love werewolves! You are strong and smart! I want more! Will you not consider it if I find you an ideal mate? I will even try and make arrangements for a human living here if you want to!
"Nooo! I don't! Want! To! BREED! That's a whole new level of wrong! And besides, your idea of an 'ideal mate' would probably be something terrifying!"
Maker sulked but didn't come up with any more arguments. Perhaps Fanv was too young to feel the desire to breed? Yes, let's hope that. Maker really wanted a pack of werewolves roaming around in her caves. Adventurers would be no match for a pack of evolved werewolves!
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"Back to the topic of my 'den', I don't want it to be crawling with weird things. No rat tunnels or bloodsucking clovers or, or- or insects! I hate insects!"
So do I. There are no- barely any insects in my dungeon.
"Wait what? You can do that? I mean is that even allowed, mustn't there be insects to like, support the food-chain or something? Can dungeons just say 'I don't like that' and then it disappears?"
Yes. Or at least I can try to make it so. I do not like insects. Too many colors and no pretty fur or bones, just gross carapace and strange substitutes for blood. I like blood and fur and colorless bodies with few specks of color, I think it's called contrast? Yes, I like contrast. Bright colorful eyes and minor details and colorless bodies. Insects have close to none of the above so I dislike them.
"But how... how do you prevent them from being in here? Don't they crawl in from the outside?"
I made it so all the rodents love eating insects. As soon as any insect gets in a rodent eats it. Although a few made it and evolved... That ugly spider for one. He just will not die! But he keeps getting more fur and he knows WHY I do not like him so he is aiming to evolve into something I like I think. Maybe he will become beautiful... One day... And then there are the bees.
"The bees?"
The bees. They are cute. They are like tiny furry rodents but without teeth. They are acceptable.
"How... how big are the bees?"
Bigger than the Bansheeps.
"Bansheeps?"
Do you like it? I have been naming all my creatures since I learned words. The ghosts you know of called 'Banshee' screams before things die right? The goats do as well so I-
"But they're goats not sheep?"
Pssh, details. I can add wool later in their evolutions. Will they look like sheep then?
"I guess..."
If you start walking down this tunnel then it will lead you to the cave I prepared. There is a small lake in a cave close to it where you can drink and wash. I am closing all the hidden tunnels leading into your cave.
Maker pointed at the wall and then it split up and revealed a new tunnel. Fanv rose and started towards the new tunnel. The hare rose from Maker's lap and trotted after her, albeit from a safe distance in case the human suddenly decided it wanted to eat it.
Oh, you should probably shift into a wolf again. There is a flock of Bansheeps near your cave. They will probably try to kill you so good luck!
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