Summons

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Even with the wolf’s gargantuan size, it was taking longer than Fenrir had hoped to tunnel to the surface. He could not tell how far he was from his prison or how much farther he needed to go; for now, he could only twist and drill his snout into the earth and rock above and continue shredding with his claws. From his lungs came another low howl, this one at a pitch low enough to cause the very ground to vibrate, and a note that traveled upwards through the rock to the surface above.
“Come…to…me.”
In the camp of the rebels, the few stray dogs wandering around paused in their search for scraps, lifting their heads and cocking their ears. They suddenly stiffened, eyes widening, and the few rebels that happened to be near them glanced around in mild concern. 
“Come…to…me.”
In the woods, a pack of wolves basked in the meager sunlight, licking the remains of their last meal from their muzzles, when they stood as well, tails straight and quivering slightly, facing towards the dungeon. The pulsing noise shivered up through the ground, through their legs, their muscles, their bones, and as one, the pack began to trot towards the dungeon ruins. They hopped over the bloodied grass and corpses, hardly taking notice of the stinking, tantalizing meat, just staring with piercing, focused eyes at the dungeon. A few more wolves emerged from the forest around them, moving at the same mechanical rate as the rest of them. The camp dogs got there first; they wound their way through the dungeon’s hallways and met in the heart of it, where the destroyed golem sat and stared down with wild stone eyes at the gathering canines. The dogs reached their seemingly random destination and sat there, staring at the ground and shifting in place, eagerly whining and licking their lips for a destiny they knew was soon to arrive. 
“Come…”
Category:BOTGD
Category:Season 5
Category:Events
Category:Fenrir