Moonspear Work hard and be nice.

"Poison?" she echoed, not out of disbelief but genuine surprise. She warily eyeballed the streaks of sticky white goo clinging to her pelt. Meerkat quickly followed Bronco to a nearby pool of water, splashing it over herself and scrubbing at the worst spots. By the time she finished, she was extra damp and starting to feel a bit of a chill.

She trundled back toward the three doorways, sniffing at the one furthest to the right, not sure what to expect. "Hello?" she shouted, scooting backward in case another colony of bats lived inside. But nothing stirred and no cauldron exploded from the dark threshold. Meerkat exchanged a glance with Bronco before deciding to venture forth.

Meerkat made it a few steps inside before stopping, letting her eyes adjust. The air was cooler in here, making her shiver a little. As her vision slowly adapted to the dim lighting, she could make out the dimensions of the chamber. It was a fairly unremarkable hollow in the rockery, with a low ceiling that sloped toward a rear wall. It was certainly large enough to serve as a den, though she turned to see what Bronco made of it.