Whitefish River Crystal Clear

Stepping in after the bashful woman, Hiero walked perhaps a little too close to her as they wandered the cave. Who knows what might have called this place home, his worst fear would be a bear of any kind, even two wolves alone wouldn't be able to stand up against anything hat left these bones behind. The flutter of bats filled the air and only very little light was found within, just enough for his eyes to adjust.

Thankfully for Hiero, his other senses were a little sharper from lacking one that a wolf held dearly. His eyes were quick to adjust to the darkness and he spoke to the woman softly to try and ease her own nerves. It's okay, I can see, don't worry. Despite his calm and joking demeanor, Hiero too was nervous. Anything could be lurking, and it was now up to him to make sure his companion left here unharmed should something jump out at them.

And something was. Trailing them in the shadows, lurking and snaking just beyond their line of sight, something was watching them with eyes sharper than Hiero's. Waiting for the right time to pounce.