Hexle
Posts: 8
Level: 2-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Tail twitching as Hexle mentally smirked at himself, he focused what little vision he had on his surroundings. Idly, he wondered why she didn't just smell her way out, but he left it for some other time. "I think I smelled a slynx at some point further back, but your blood is pretty overpowering," he said simply, listening for the soft sounds of her steps. He supposed it was unnatural to go out into such a place alone, but he didn't particularly care. The wings on his back twitched under the very slight breeze. Really, they weren't so far from the cave entrance. It felt a lot further than what it actually was. Faintly, he heard to sound of her paws hitting the stone, so he headed that direction, certain it would be the sahound.
As he felt the cold chill of a spirit's presence near his fur, he glared at the air. This really hadn't been a good choice for a place to be alone. Then again, he could understand how simple it would be to get lost and die here.