Wheeling Gull Isle cavern, chambers, cascading

It seemed he was not noticed by the other, yet Ruvik still remained wary, standing awkwardly at the entrance of the cave as his pack mate investigated further. From here, the other seemed similarly built to himself - reedy and small, a stark contrast to the other warrior males of the island. Ruvik was not particularly comforted by the fact, his cowardly nature wanting to be protected by stronger individuals, not those like himself.

Still, he wasn't averse to meeting the other male, and so began to creep forward, stopping when he let out a loud helloooo. His heart skipped a beat thinking the greeting was for him. "Hh..." he began, inwardly panicking. How did he know he was there? Did he have eyes in the back of his head? "Hello?"