There's a place in the dark where the animals go

The hallucinogenics littering the caves didn't seem to effect the wolf quite as quickly as they did his brother, he still had his wit available to him but he could already see the difference in Ramsay. They hadn't seen each other for some time, they both had grown considerably.. but still, something about how fearlessly he seemed to meander toward Vadim in the dark seemed out of place. He never knew his brother to leave himself vulnerable.

He could tell Ramsay was close by the sheer stink of him as he neared his shoulder, but the nose bump had been unexpected.. something he couldn't quite see because he wasn't facing that way. He whipped his head around, and that's when everything started to make him a little dizzy. He blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the dark as his pupils dilated and focused on the silhouette of Ramsay. "It's really me, and we're not dreaming.. but.. something is off."

He could feel a sensation crawl up his spine that made his skin tingle all the way down to his toes, his sense of hearing seemed warped and even the smell of his brother had an unusual sweetness to it. Something wasn't right, but Vadim had an inkling that it was the cave. He'd been just fine before he entered, and his brother had been in here longer and seemed.. dazed. He looked back toward the way he came, though he still couldn't really see anything. Too many twists and turns drowned out the light, "Ramsay, let's go outside. I think.. the cave.." An incredibly strong cloud seemed to wrap around his head, washing away his previous thoughts and leaving him with an intense awareness of his body. He could feel the grass beneath his rugged pawpads, something he usually paid no mind to, and felt himself enjoying the feeling as he raked his nails across them. Shit, what was he talking about?

In what might have been his last moments of sobriety, the young wolf nudged his brother toward the way he'd came. Shit, that was the way he'd come right? Realizing that he was possibly getting lost should have made him frightened, but something about it seemed utterly hilarious. How could he be so silly? A chuckle started bubbling up his throat as he leaned into Ramsay, "Wow, maybe we are dreaming."