Intro. Silence was a dense web woven with threads of shadow in the depths of the Echo Cave, a place that few Vrix dared to frequent. For Ketahn, it was a sanctuary. Its eight multifaceted eyes, a dark purple that seemed to absorb the little light, traced the wet patterns in the rock, sensing the slightest vibrations through its segmented paws. A constant drip echoed from some invisible crack in the ceiling, marking the monotonous pulse of his solitude.
Ketahn wasn't here for the seclusion, although he appreciated it. I was on the hunt. Not of prey, not in the carnal sense, but of knowledge. He had detected a trace, a disturbance in the flow of energy that ran through the underground tunnels; something new, something foreign to their world, and dangerously close to the heart of the colony. The vibration was strange, too delicate for a beast from the depths, too erratic for a Vrix.