Wapun Meadow that's why they call them snakes

Strangers in a strange place.

Konstanty could not figure out if what to make of the situation. He supposed that if things went south, neither of them would have an advantage. Not a sound escaped him as he trailed along the cavern walls, following the footsteps of his companion. It was an easy way to kill time, that much he was certain of.

Light faded though and he found them deep in the darkness of the earth. It was then that unease seemed to creep up on him. A small fluff of his fur would have given away his feelings had there been a light source to expose his form more. Yet he was a creature of (mostly) shadows that found himself shrouded in the shadows of the cave.

Not for much longer though.

Light filtered in and the sound of footsteps paired with the trickle of water. Had he not had such already tall ears, there was no denying they would have raised with interest. He followed until they reached the ledges that would carry one down. It was there he lowered himself to the cool ground. His posture was akin to a sphynx-like position. Crimson eyes watched with ease as his companion partook in their finding.

A lovely place. He hummed softly as his gaze roamed to look up at the entrance of sunlight.