Are You Afraid of the Dark?

Talons scraping ground, a whirl to face the vermillion boy with alarm. "Red surprised Ripper!" His brother would exclaim, his voice a whisper in the cavernous silence. Despite Ripper’s attempt to downplay his shock, Redrum felt a bit bad at apparently spooking his brother. Sawbone did the same thing to him all the time, though not in a dark and ominous cave… so far. Either way, Red himself wasn’t exactly the type to pull spontaneous pranks. (Like a certain brother who dropped a lizard on his face while he was sleeping.)

As his brother explained what he was doing in the gorge, Redrum nodded slowly. Hunting. Pig. And an invitation to join his brother’s hunt. Redrum couldn't help but feel an excited tingle run up his spine, tail wagging in turn as he settled in to creep along the passageway alongside his brother. This was their first hunt together alone! How was he supposed to keep calm about that?

"Here piggy, piggy," Ripper murmured, his voice barely audible above the distant echo of dripping water and the faint rustle of unseen creatures. Maybe the pig they were trailing? As they crept closer to their prey, the scent grew stronger, mingling with the damp smell of the cavern walls. Redrum's senses tingled with anticipation, his eyes trying to detect any sign of life as they closed in on their quarry. With a quiet murmur he spoke to his brother, huge ears twitching at the snorts ahead. “There. Take left. Red will- take right. To. Cut off.” The vermillion boy grinned, waiting for approval so they would have the upper hand in the darkness.