Fanged quickly walked the length of the room, making sure that she hadn’t missed anything obvious. She half expected another bunny to pop out and run away in fright. Thankfully, the room was quiet for now. Heather wandered a bit away from her. It was good for her to explore on her own as well. Fanged didn’t want her to end up with attachment anxiety. She needed a streak of independence in order to become secure in herself. Fanged couldn’t be around her at all times. It also pained her to think about the Pasha getting hurt, but those instances would be opportunities for growth.
“There’s a lot of plants in this room. I hope they don’t aggravate my allergies.”
She really needed to read a book on plant identification. That lack of knowledge was proving to be a sore spot for her and if she ever wanted to get serious about gardening, she would need that information.
The mansion had changed months once again while she and Heather were still in the depths of it. The change was sudden and put Fanged on edge. Even Heather was a little bit more wary than she had been. They entered a new room, cautious as it became clear that it was profoundly different than the last had been. On the surface, it looked entirely normal. Fanged wasn’t fooled. There was a strange type of energy permeating the room, one that made her hair stand on end.
“It should be fine. Just some weird magic I’ll bet,” Fanged murmured.
She started her investigation, moving fluidly as she checked the various areas of the room. There didn’t appear to be anything particularly important located within the room. She relaxed slightly, moving closer to Heather as the Pasha still seemed a bit uncomfortable with the situation. The Pasha was definitely warming up to her.
While the bond between her and Heather was growing stronger, it was imperative for Fanged to start teaching her new things.
“I guess this month is about as good as any to start teaching you some detective skills.”
It had been a while since she’d had a proper case and she needed to sharpen up her own skills in preparation. If she could teach Heather properly, then she wouldn’t be as much of a lost cause as she thought she was. She’d solved a few cases here and there, but they were truly minor ones. If she really wanted to get her mojo back, she’d need to go up against a worthwhile adversary. But she was a long way away from that. She flashed Heather a friendly smile, glad for the companionship of the creature.
“At least when I’m around you, I feel a bit less reckless.”
After all, she couldn’t go chasing danger when she had a baby pet with her.
“First, you should always do a quick check around the room for any signs of an immediate threat. I’ve already done that, so we don’t need to repeat those actions. After that, we’re free to look around for anything that might assist us in an investigation,” she told Heather.
The Pasha was listening intently, though it was less clear how much information she was actually absorbing. Fanged had confidence that she’d pick up the basics with a little practice.
“It looks like there’s a bit of furniture to rifle through, so we can try searching for things.”
Heather stuck close to her as Fanged approached a bookcase. The front of it was enclosed, so it wasn’t simple enough to see what was inside. She placed a hand on the surface of the bookcase, looking to see if there was any way to open it. After a few moments, her fingers gripped against the edge of a cupboard door.
She beckoned Heather to come closer to get a good view of Fanged opening the small door. The bookcase seemed to be a strange combination of bookcase and cupboard. It seemed better not to question the logistics behind such a design. The door was a bit difficult to open. On closer inspection, the door was slightly too large to fit in the opening it had been attached to. So, whenever someone tried to open it, it would stick. This led her to conclude that the furniture had been interfered with by someone else making modifications.
“Hopefully that means it contains something of value,” she mused.
To her surprise, when she managed to get the door open, it exploded into a cloud of confetti. She immediately jumped back, shielding Heather from the strange explosion. When the immediate danger had subsided, Fanged watched the confetti fall with a combination of shock and anger.
She could have really gotten hurt! Confetti canons could be dangerous. She waited for the confetti to settle her arms still wrapped around Heather in a protective manner. When the ordeal was over, she slowly unwrapped herself from Heather and stood up.
“I take it the mansion isn’t feeling so benevolent this month,” Fanged muttered.
Heather stepped close to her, still startled from the loud bang of the confetti canon. Everything felt like a joke that they weren’t a part of. It wasn’t enough to deter her from exploring the mansion, but she suspected that her unease wouldn’t settle anytime soon.
“As long as we open things carefully, we should be fine. Follow my lead and stay close.”
She placed one hand on Heather’s back in a comforting gesture. The Pasha calmed and with that, Fanged felt a bit better about her decision to bring the baby to the mansion. With a new sense of determination, she moved to check the room more thoroughly.
She did a quick check of all the furniture in the room. Heather followed her as she moved to each piece of furniture. There was nothing of interest to be found in the remaining items, but Fanged didn’t let that discourage her.
“Well, I guess this is a sign to move onto the next room!” She smiled down at Heather.
It didn’t take her long to find the door. It seemed almost too easy. She hesitated for a moment, casting a last glance at Heather before she yanked open the door. She braced herself, half expecting someone to jump out at her. To her surprise, the door appeared to be just a regular door. She peered through it, still cautious but a little more relaxed by now.
“Is this a staircase? Well I guess we’re going down it.”
She waited for Heather to follow her before she descended down the stairs as well.
She moved forward, walking light on her feet as she descended down the stairs. She kept a close eye on Heather, not quite sure how well the Pasha would acclimate to stairs. The Pasha was doing better than expected. Fanged supposed that had something to do with the biology of the species. She turned to focus her attention on the stairs ahead, lamenting for a moment that they appeared endless.
“Surely there’s an end. I don’t think it would be practical for the mansion to make us walk forever,” she muttered.
It took a while, but eventually she saw the next floor. She felt herself relax as she reached it, pleased to no longer second guess each step she took. She helped Heather back onto solid ground. The Pasha nickered softly at the contact. Now that they were safe, Fanged was able to take a good look of the area they had ended up in.
“I think this is a hallway? Though it looks larger than a regular hallway” she muttered.
This was something she hadn’t seen before. When she had been in the mansion before, she hadn’t really had much of a chance to actually choose which room to enter. She’d usually been forced into it, following what appeared to be a linear path.
“Come on Heather! Which room should we enter?”
Of course, the choice would be contingent on which rooms were locked, but she hoped that the mansion would be kind to her for once. Heather followed her, staring timidly at each door. She didn’t have much of a preference, but she did like the look of the door that was bright pink. She moved closer to the pink door and pawed at it.
“Good choice! I think pink is a good colour as well.” She moved closer to push the door open.
She felt a surge of frustration jolt through her when the door stuck, but with a bit more effort, Fanged was able to thrust it open. For some reason, the whole ordeal felt like a practical joke.
“Well at least we got it open,” she murmured.
She squinted as she recognized another room with low light. These rooms were the bane of her existence, but she would have to deal with it. She waited for Heather to fully enter the room before she let the door shut.
“I guess now we can take some time to explore. We’ll just have to do it carefully.”
She felt on edge again, unfamiliar with her surroundings. She didn’t like rooms that were difficult to see in. She would need to rely on her other senses and she felt that they weren’t adequately trained. Now she had an opportunity to work to improve them.
She closed her eyes, focusing on her surroundings. She listened, making sure to submit the ambient noise to memory. When that was done, she tried to pinpoint anything that sounded unusual. She heard the scuffling of Heather as she fidgeted in place, waiting for Fanged to finish listening.
“Alright I think everything is just regular white noise. I don’t hear anything too unusual.”
She opened her eyes again, relieved when her eyes had adjusted to the darkness somewhat. With her eyes now somewhat more useful to her, she took the time to scan the room for anything of interest.
“Looks like this might be a kitchen?” Fanged was guessing, but the conclusion seemed reasonable to her.
She stepped forward, holding her hands out in front of her to prevent her from crashing into any furniture. She eventually made her way over towards the counter, Heather on her heels. She placed her palms on the surface of the counter.
A new month had arrived and Fanged was eager to get back to the mansion and explore. She decided to give Heather a break for once having already made the decision to spend the time training the Pasha-Sarane later on. She had recently acquired a new addition to her kennel, Minnow. Her species was a Tailypo which had recently hatched into tiny kitten creatures.
“It might be a little dangerous for you, but I trust that nothing will happen as long as I keep you safe.”
She carried Minnow up the front steps of the mansion, determined to see what the mansion would look like this month. The changing of the theme always came as a surprise to her. She didn’t have any ideas for what the theme would be this month and she was eager to find out what it was. The front door was heavier than normal and it took a bit of effort to push open.
Twilight-Claw: I really, really love all the updates that have come~! <3
May 24, 2020 2:12:37 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: np!!! I hope y'all like it!
May 23, 2020 13:45:06 GMT -6
Riku: What an awesome update, staff! Thanks for that! <3
May 23, 2020 12:06:52 GMT -6
Jack: All have been found!
May 23, 2020 9:53:27 GMT -6
Jack: Might want to be on the lookout for anything... odd
May 22, 2020 23:51:22 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: Yeah it’s definitely a coincidence but wow did it work out well for us! XD
May 22, 2020 6:43:27 GMT -6
Silver: I'm pretty sure that was just a coincidence, but it sure feels lucky!
May 22, 2020 2:07:09 GMT -6
Riku: So did you guys make this hosting switch perfectly RIGHT before pb broke? >.< Thaz crazy. It’s a huge relief and I’m very glad we’ve come to this. <3
May 22, 2020 1:41:01 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: It’s free up to a certain number of GB, which we haven’t hit yet.
May 21, 2020 6:46:33 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: Is the site that is going to be used to host all those images also the type you'd need to pay for? (definitely noticed the broken images yeah. Photobucket feels like it is standing on its last legs. X3 )
May 21, 2020 0:13:57 GMT -6
Morgan: I'm just kinda nervous about them going down before things get moved over completely. It's prolly nothing to be worried about though. :3
May 20, 2020 22:13:15 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: Thank goodness we're moving out of there? XD
May 20, 2020 21:59:22 GMT -6
Renathan: Ugh, photobucket has the images broke again. x3
May 20, 2020 21:18:53 GMT -6