Whitefish River Small Death

Summoned by Tobi’s call, the bearish wolf makes his approach swiftly. Although it does not seem to be out of distress, Evergreen, nonetheless, worries of the potential trouble the wandering storyteller may have gotten into. Striding with purpose, his gait slows as a mystified expression soon enough consumes his features. Before them, a tall cavern entrance that the bear has somehow missed before? “What’s this?” He wonders aloud, turning to glance towards the agouti male with furrowed eyebrows.