Galahad . . . He had wandered a bit father, though still sticking to the west as he chose to make his journey. The black and white wolf would walk quietly, ears perked forward as he began to approach a cave that lay in the distance. Emerald eyes held more light in them then they ever had, tail swinging slowly back and forth as he walked along. He had no reason to be sad anymore... He was with his family. He was making friends. Though... He thought of making a journey back to The Snowfalls in the near future. Were Emery, Knight, and Mercianne still there? He had to admit he felt guilty about leaving without telling the other yearling goodbye. He would slow, a yawn leaving him. He had been traveling around since the morning, and it was now late in the afternoon. Soon he was going to have to turn around and go home... But first he wanted to see this cave. A few more minutes and he was there, a paw stepping on the cool rock that lead into the strange structure. It was large... Gaping. Like the open jaws of a wolf. He would scent the air, eyes closing as he tried to identify what he smelled. "Speech.",'Thought.'

This was much farther than the girl had wandered before, preferring to stick close to home in general. In truth there was no explanation as for why she had come this way, it had simply happened. Hunger had begun to gnaw at her earlier in the day and as the scent of fish had struck her from a nearby cavern she had found it much too hard to resist. Still in the end it had been worth it, it seemed the cavern was backed onto the sea and as the tide had retreated from within the cave it had left behind some of it?s denizens. Easy pickings for the yearling.
With her stomach full the girl had settled higher up the cavern?s slope and found herself growing tired. Perhaps it was lucky the cavern was so dark, allowing her mostly black coat to blend with the shadows. It was some time later that she was awoken by shuffling?
Slowly the girl lifted her head, forest gaze scanning the shadows. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the dark but as she roved her gaze over to the entrance she could make out a lupine figure. For a moment she remained still, then she began to rise to her paws, remaining where she was and watching the unknown figure with narrowed eyes.

There was the smell of blood, as if some creature had just eaten a meal. There was too the scent of a wolf within the cave, he would note. Fresh as well. The scent of a female. Galahad would slowly open his eyes, gazing into the cave, yet he would not move yet. Fur would remain lying flat across his back, ears and tail held in neutral positions. He was no threat, and perhaps whomever it was in the cave already knew of his presence. Perhaps they were watching him now, seeing any and all moves that he would made. If this was the case he wanted them to know only the truth. Galahad would take a breath, calling into the depth. "I am Galahad, and I come here wishing to bring no harm upon whoever is within. I am not an enemy... so please... I know you're here... so won't you come out?" The words were soft, calling for the female within. He wouldn't move a muscle, with the exception of the emerald orbs that searched for movement within. Some sign of life. He did not wish to be feared... and would prevent that if at all possible. "Speech" Think