see the new moon rising

They were in agreement. There was nothing more or less to say as they nosed along the edges of the mountain wall and lingered in the summer heat. And hot it was. More-so than he would ever admit, but if he was feeling the thick of it, he was certain Tonravik would feeling it something more fiercely.

He forged ahead, running alongside the draping vines and tangles of creeping ivy until he came to a place in the wall that felt cooler. Strange. He stepped towards the coolness and the foliage and noticed it was slightly... transparent? What?

Sniffing at the veil, he pressed his nose through the vines and found himself in the mouth of a rather large bat cave. He took a step back, glanced at her, then used his body to brush the curtain of plant life aside to allow her entrance. There was a hole in the ceiling, making it easy to see inside, but the mouth of this cave was rather lush with plant life. A miniature biome of its own, they were bound to find some sort of water somewhere to fend off the rest of their summer thirst.