Whitefish River between two points

Lmao, I realized that like right after I posted that, too. But still! And this is probably the longest thread I've had in... well, a couple of years easy. I love that we were able to take it out this far! <3

This time around, Dante was the first to venture forth to investigate. Mordecai lingered back as the pale fellow examined what he found, only coming forward to gain a better look himself. It was then as he too looked upon the teeth marks that an unnerving feeling rose at the pit of his stomach. Were they canine? He wasn't so sure. Not feline either, which didn't leave too many other options for sharply fanged mammals. It was alien to him and perhaps disproportionate; Mordecai shook his head uncertainly.

“They're rather large,” he commented, stepping away from the hip bone to look over the worn state of the skeleton. “And there are more of them around here.” His statement was followed by a gesture to what he guessed to be the shoulders and neck, however disaligned and collapsed they were. Whatever had done this, well, he hoped it was long gone. The tawny Ostrega had no intentions of meeting his figurative maker in a cavern, and certainly not today.

“I don't like it.” His quiet words seemed engulfed in the cavern depths.