Zeira, Female Glacial Werecain
The young werecain trotted through the caverns. She wasn't trying to be quiet, though it may have been smarter if she had. Her claws would occasionally strike a rock making a dull sound that seemed to echo through the shadows, and a dull flame sparked from a lantern she had found and hooked ofer the spikes on one of her tails where it moved with the lazy wag.
She didn't know why she was here, exactly. Normally dark places didn't draw her. She was rebellious but not evil. And she was normally two lazy to be very adventurous. More of the type to go around public places and just people watch with her friend Willow. Willow had been distracted with being on a hunting group for the Sahound pack, so it was just Zeira for now. Just Zeira trotting through dark caverns with nothing more than a dim lamp to guide her way. Her extremely rash adventure was getting a tad lonely at this point.