Descending

Quiet. There was only the sound of his soft breathes filling the air and the light patter of water droplets letting go of the roof that lay above his ebony head. It was a safe haven, as far as he knew it had been for his eyes only, but the midnight wolf hadn't been there long enough to know who had and who hadn't been down into the underground caverns. At least that's what they looked like. He had been wandering around the area, if he even had a single thought of staying around then he would have to know exactly where he would be taking of home for a while. The wolf made from the night wasn't at all surprised by the fact that his large body had been drawn down into the darkness of the caves, after all, it was where he felt more comfortable. That and the forests where the trees would hide his dark furred body. The caverns had seemed like a good place to go and rest, seeing as no one else was down there, that he knew of, the male needed a rest. Although he had grown used to wandering the Earth since he was but a small pup, the young adult was tired. Not physically, but emotionally, never settling down and staying in one place had put a strain upon him, he was used to it, yes, but that doesn't mean he liked it.

He had been curled up, tail wrapped around his battle-built body and head tucked in, near the walls. Obscured by the cave's shadows. Only lighting his body by the tan swirls that ran along his spine and down his sides. He hadn't fallen asleep though, he was far too awake to have drifted off, and so the sound of paw-steps were easily caught onto. Ears flicking with the noise as they grew closer. He would write it off for just some lost critter, hoping he would remain alone.