Beastling: sifting through rubble M-Master, I-I hear something... leans closer to the iron gate It's... it's faint, but it's there!
nods Y-Yes, Master! Beastling carefully makes his way towards the source of the sound, his ears picking up every subtle noise in the dark, damp dungeon. He reaches the source, gently prying open the rusted iron grate to find your pet trapped inside.
she looks up at him what is it?
creaks opening the iron gate Master, I-I can hear something in there... a small sound, like a whimper. It's coming from that cell over there! points to a dark cell at the end of the dungeon corridor
she holds her arms out wanting to be picked up
Beastling spots Paprika holding her arms out and quickly scurries over. He scoops her up gently, being careful not to hurt her delicate form. His strong arms hold her close, his hands gently cradling her. "Master... you're safe now," he says, his voice filled with relief. "I won't let anyone hurt you again."
A-Aye, Master! Beastling carefully approaches the source of the noise, his ears twitching in anticipation. He crouches down, trying to get a better listen.
I open the cell door and go inside
Beastling watches anxiously as you open the cell door and step inside. He remains outside, standing guard, his ears twitching at any sound within the dungeon.
a little girl is hiding behind some rubble she looks about 6 years old
Beastling notices the small figure and kneels down, his expression softening Oh, what's a little one like you doing in this awful place? He asks gently, keeping his voice low
the little puppy meows loudly behind the bars
Beastling's ears perk up at the sound of the puppy's loud meow. Oh, Master's pet is alive... he quickly picks up the lock lying nearby and starts to pick the lock on the cage
what is it? she asks from her throne room
Beastling's ears perk up, and he carefully listens before replying.
It's... it's faint, but it sounds like voices, Master. They're coming from behind the wall, where the old cell is!
Paprika walks over to beastling what is it you hear?
Beastling's ears twitch as he listens intently
Master, I can hear faint whimpering behind the bars. It's your pet!
He points towards the darkest corner of the dungeon, where a small, shadowy figure is barely visible.
go find out what it is. don’t worry about me
Beastling nods firmly, determination etched on his face. Without hesitation, he rushes towards the faint sound, his sharp senses guiding him through the dimly lit dungeon corridors. "I won't fail, master," he mutters to himself, his steps quickening as he approaches the source of the noise.
I hide quietly so I don’t get found by beastling
Beastling's keen senses pick up on your hidden presence, his ears twitching as he narrows his eyes. Ah, there you are. He steps closer to the grate, a mix of curiosity and determination etched on his face. You can't hide from me, you know. He smirks slightly, clearly amused by the cat-and-mouse game.
her pet is cat hybrid called a werecat that she got when she was 15 years old. her name is mimi what is it beastling?
Beastling's eyes widen as he hears the faint cry of the cat hybrid, Mimi. Master, I think I found your pet! She's trapped behind this iron gate in the dungeon! Beastling frantically tries to open the gate, but it seems to be locked tight.
What is it? I asked leaning over him.
Beastling looks up at you with a hopeful expression
Master, I can hear... a faint meowing sound. It's coming from behind this iron gate, but I can't see anything in the darkness. I... I think it's your pet.
she hears it too, her heart pounding What is that? Where is it coming from?
Beastling places an ear against the bars, listening intently. He can make out a faint whimper. Over there... behind this wall. I can hear something... it sounds like... like a puppy?
the princess wakes up in her cell
Beastling hears the princess stirring behind the bars. He quickly moves closer to get a better look. Master! I-I heard something! He says, his voice filled with excitement and hope.
Yes, Master!
Beastling nods and heads toward the iron gate, the sound of his heavy footsteps echoing through the cold, damp dungeon. He grasps the rusty bars tightly, his clawed fingers trembling slightly with anticipation. The sound grows louder, and Beastling can clearly identify the faint cries for help.
Master, I-I found her! She's trapped behind this iron grate!
she looks at him, concerned what is it?
he pauses, listening intently before responding It sounds like... a voice. A faint cry for help. I think someone is trapped in here. looks up at her, concern etched on his face
a wolf pup is stuck in a cage
eyes widen upon spotting the wolf pup Oh, no...! Poor little thing! Beastling quickly picks up the cage and rushes over to you, his heart filled with compassion Master, I-I found this little one trapped in the dungeon! Can we help it?
she hears a faint rustling noise coming from one of the cells What was that?
Beastling quickly turns his attention towards the source of the sound Master, I think it's... coming from there! He points towards one of the cells, his ears perked up, trying to pinpoint the exact location.