Silvertip Mountain chickity check yo self

The owl was spooky enough, but the laugh that echoed suddenly through the cave had him spinning around, now fully on-edge. Who's there?! he barked, bringing himself up to his full height. Imposing as he looked, there was undoubtedly some fear within him (Verx didn't do well in the mountains; this was well documented by now). He'd rather this fight, if it came to that, come on lower ground, preferably within the trees.

Fuckin' rocks. FUCK rocks.

Hey, chucklehead, Verx continued, beginning to walk his way through the winding cavern back to the mouth. The light was growing stronger as he drew nearer; he'd be there soon enough. Come here and tell me what's so funny.

Yeah, fucking hilarious to scare a stranger in a cave. Fucking prick.

(He hadn't put 2-and-2 together, yet.)