The Legend of the Labyrinth

[The Skarzs]

  Algirdas has awoken and sat staring at the opposite wall for some time, listening to Waiata and Chycer. He got to his feet, hating that he did so only after the hare had told them all to get up. It didn't seem to matter much which way they were to go, since they had no directions nor clue of where they were going. He could only hope they would find their way out. Besides, they had a better chance of surviving if they stayed together.
  A sudden thought came to Algirdas' mind, though it chilled him to know that he had thought it. They more of them there were, the less likely it would be him that the monster would eat. Perhaps, even, it would take Chycer.

[The Skarzs]

OOC: Double post, I know, but this might get people to post.

BIC: Stoneater had stood still as a stone outside the crevice into which the small intruders had fled. It waited like that, a statue oozing malevolence, for the duration the group had rested. With its senses it could tell they were still in there. It could hear their breath, smell their sweat, and feel their fear. Stoneater could wait. They had nowhere to go.
  After some time, it became aware of their voices, and though it did not know the words, it could sense the intentions behind them. The slight vibrations from their movements alerted the monster that they were moving, but. . . away from it.
  It stooped low to peer into the dark hole, seeing his prey escaping into the small tunnel it had never been able to fit into, and down a path it did not know. With a bellow of rage, Stoneater smote the entrance with its mighty fist, and the stone collapsed behind them. It lurched off, hoping to hunt them down by some other path. Stoneater could wait. They had nowhere to go.

[shisteer of nothing much]

Waiata didn't need to turn around to know what had just happened behind them. The sound of cracking stone followed by the huge crash as said stone caved in and mingled with the Stoneater's heavy breathing was more than enough to make her heart beat faster. All sound of the huge monster had ceased and even Waiata's sharp hearing hadn't picked up any trace of movement outside the cave, so she'd assumed he'd gone away. Apparently not.
The bat grabbed Pekepeke and zoomed into the small tunnel, nudging the other members of the group to get going as she passed them. All thoughts not conducive to survival were banished from the young beast's mind as she flew full speed, holding onto her little sister with a strong footpaw.
As she got further away from the rest of the group, Waiata slowed her pace to wait for them. She still felt responsible for looking after the other beasts and a little bit of guilt niggled away at her for leaving them like that. Stopping, she found a perch and hung from it on one paw, listening back for her friends. No more leaving them behind.

[Verdauga]

The massive crash put a spring in the step of the others, but Chycer, in fear that the cave would collapse, lifted Dantin to his footpaws and pushed him forward. "Ah think our fates're settled naow!" he cried above the din. Fortunately, terror was a great motivator, and they reached where Waiata and Pekepeke were perched. "Why'er ye settled there!?" he shouted at the bat. "Th' only way's forward!" As he pushed the others on, Chycer's own fear began to subside when he heard running water.

[shisteer of nothing much]

Waiata gently but urgently pushed Pekepeke in front of her and flew with the rest of the group, her ears clearly picking up the sounds of water now. The blessed chuckle echoed off the tunnel walls and bounced around, calming the young bat's racing heart. Water was such a happy sound, she reflected as she sped down the tunnel, keeping pace with the other members of their group.

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

Pekepeke gasped in fear and beat her wings faster than she ever had before in an effort to keep up with Waiata. She has no wish to be dragged along the tunnel. Her sister pushed her ahead and she flew toward the sounds of running water.

[Booklover]

Still half-asleep, the shrew ran after the others. Concentrating more on running than anything else, it took her a few seconds to recognise the sound of running water, familiar from her time with the tribe. Not her favourite sound ever, though it was the actual water she was afraid of. She hesitated for a moment, then continued running. What was behind them was worse than what was ahead, most likely.

[Sebias of Redwall]

Water! Brink's throat was still dry from fear, though he had drank some not too long ago from his canteen. He prayed that the water up ahead would be fit to drink. At least the monster was gone. Hopefully for good, yet a grim feeling in the hedgehog's gut doubted it. 

Running alongside Ara, Brink held his weapon at ready. If this Labyrinth had taught him anything, it was that the Labyrinth was a very unpredictable place.

[Kade Rivok]

Though Dantin had been roughly awakened by the crashing of stone upon stone as Chycer shoved him away from danger, the mouse felt refreshed by the sleep he'd gotten.  He was no longer shaking, and though the dark tunnel felt oppressive, it didn't freeze his heart as it had before.  He patted the hare on the shoulder awkwardly.  "Th- thanks for pulling me out of the way back there."

[Verdauga]

All of the party could clearly hear the sound of the small underground stream, and stopped accordingly, when Dantin spoke to Ara. Glancing back at the mouse, he nodded.  "You're welcome," he replied in clipped tones. "I'd hate to see anyone fall to that thing, and I shan't leave you behind."  Chycer turned his attention to his employees as he fumbled in the dark for the flint and steel to light his torch.  "Waiata and Pekepeke, I'd avert my eyes if I were you two. Brink, Wanderer, search for other exits when I get this torch lit and see if any if any of the are large enough for that monster to enter. If so, find a way to seal them off."

A small flame started as the lighting cloth caught, and the small cavern was soon filled with light, revealing a stream, small enough that it didn't reach Chycer's knees, and small cracks in the walls all around.

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

Pekepeke landed beside Waiata and covered her eyes with her wings. She didn't really understand the need for constant light, but the strange creatures from outside the labyrinth seemed to have exceptionally poor night vision. She shuffled closer to her sister and tried to slow her breathing and heart rate.

[shisteer of nothing much]

Waiata sighed as Chycer fiddled with the torch, turning her back on the light that filled the cavern. It was painfully bright at first but the bat's eyes got used to the discomfort and Waiata closed them, using her ears to 'see' what the surroundings were like. A shallow stream trickled through the bed it had dug for itself over countless seasons, the sound of its chuckling waters offering comfort to the bat, reminding her how dry her throat felt. The bat landed on the ground close to the stream and cupped her paws, scooping some of the clear, fresh water out and drinking, repeating the action until her thirst was abated.
"Mmm, that's nice water, nice water. It tastes very sweet, very sweet."

[The Skarzs]

  Algirdas held his chest as if to hold his heart from bursting out. The sudden violent action of the Stoneater and the resulting collapse after such a long period of silence was enough to set his every hair on end, even if he were the mightiest badger to walk the earth. But as the tunnel fell back into silence aside from the movements and voices of regular creatures, the squirrel calmed down, and with the promise of water, he eagerly pushed forward to find it.
  But his excitement was short-lived, as he found himself thinking. For a time he was quiet, and kept his thoughts to himself.
  As Chycer lit the torch (to Algirdas's annoyance of the hare's apparent resourcefulness), he decided to explore the surroundings. The flickering light revealed little, and cast shadows all around. Amid the twisted silhouettes of the others in the company, he saw small cracks in the walls, and places where the light could not reach. He proceeded toward one such dark hole cautiously, but disappointingly, it appeared to be nothing but a concavity in the wall. That was, until, he pushed his paw into the shadow, and it went back further than he expected. Much further.
  Glancing back to see if anyone was looking, and waiting until he was unnoticed, Algirdas slipped into the dark hole to see how far back it went.

[Sebias of Redwall]

Brink nodded his head at Ara. Swinging his club to rest on his shoulder, he looked over at Wanderer. "Care to lead, friend?"

[Booklover]

What makes you think we're friends? the shrew thought, but refrained from saying that aloud - just. Antagonising the other beasts unduly would not necessarily be a good idea, if they were forced to work together to get the rumoured treasure. But that didn't mean she'd go out of her way to be friendly. Once this was all over, she'd go back to wandering alone, the way she liked it. "You can, if you like. I don't mind either way." It came out sharper than she'd intended.