Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20190905051412/@comment-33229352-20190908180011

The healer shrugged as best he could with a corpse on his shoulders. “I dunno. You could ask him.”

He stopped at a large stack of boulders in a clearing. They had obviously been there a very long time. They were covered in dirt and plants. Ivy hung over a break in the rocks, obscuring an entrance. A circle of ash, the remains of a campfire, lay just outside of it.

Ishmael gently set down his burden and squinted into the dark entrance of the cave. “H- Hyena?” he called out uncertainly.

He ducked as a rock came flying out of the cave, just missing his head. It struck the tree behind him and stayed there, buried into the bark.

“Go away!” a voice rumbled from inside.