Night of the Storm

The babe carefully and steadily made her way through her chosen tunnel, her shoulder touching one side of the wall so she could feel her way through the dimly lit space. Her claws clicked on the stone floor, though it wasn't the usual dull clicking she was used to, instead, it sounded louder with every step. "Looking for wood..." She whispered to herself, and even that seemed to echo loud enough to where it sounded like she hadn't whispered at all. Interesting. This cave was certainly interesting. Probably would be a good place for a pack or something, they'd be able to hear anything that tried to come in, right?

Making her way down the tunnel, she spotted some light ahead along with water falling from above. She approached it, stopping for a moment to look up. She saw the cloudy sky above her, the rain falling through the skylight and leaving a puddle in her wake. She sidestepped it and continued on. She might have tripped on a few rocks here and there, but she made it to another skylight that, luckily, had some twigs and branches lying beneath it along with other debris.

Whatever sat above them was a godsend! Whether it was a forest or a few trees, she was lucky that their pieces had fallen into the cave. She inspected them for a moment, grabbing a few of the drier large sticks in her mouth and proceeded to follow the path back where she came. She had gone in maybe a mile or so, but she followed her scent and was back quicker than when she had left. She saw the other woman organizing some rocks and stuff, which only earned her a questioning look from the fiery wolfess before she dropped the sticks near her. "There you go. There's more where that came from, too." If more were needed, she would gladly take the opportunity again so she could explore some more.