Whitefish River Small Death

Right, yeah. He can gather that much, truly. Blinking mismatched green eyes, he studies the entrance of the cave, and wonders again how this could’ve been missed. Thankfully Tobias makes for an excellent scout and called him right away. “Uh, yeah. I guess… that’s a good idea.” He swallows thickly. Now is not the time to show fear, but… what if there are wolf-eating creatures in there? He squints. “Wanna… come with?” Eve turns to raise an eyebrow at Tobias, hoping that he does not look as terrified as he feels.