Close Quarters

Muddy paws scrambled along the terrain as the cool rain fell in sheets. Dómari's ears pinned to his head as his eyes hunted for some place to take shelter. He'd slipped across the walls of Celestial intent on hunting for his family again. He'd enjoyed running into Sindre again and after doing some thinking he was wondering if any of his other family members had been hanging around. He wanted to know what their future plans were and while he doubted they'd want to join a pack he wanted to at least extend the offer. That was the dream he supposed, to get the whole family back together again.

A shape of darkness winked out at him. A cave! Dómari swiftly dove into the opening and into the deep, dark dank of a… cave? He blinked in surprise at the plant life within and the narrow bands of light that lit the interior of the shelter. His ears flicked forward at the sound of teeth on bone and the fur along his back stood on end at the sound.

As he moved deeper in he found the source of the noise. A large man was chewing dutifully on a bone. Dómari's head tilted to the side. "Seeking shelter from the storm as well? What's that you're working on?"