Unexpected visitor

They headed back to their room, leaving their new guest to sleep. As they neared their den however, he saw the door to their cave was open. He was sure he had closed that on the way through.. He stepped forward, pushing it shut. Catching the scent of… was that bear? A soft growl lipped past him, and he pushed in front of Ignita, heading into their room.

There, curled up on their bedding was a tiny black figure. Pressed so tightly into a ball you couldn’t tell where it started or ended. Basilisk lowered his head in a threatening posture, a growl slipping through. “Larimer, scout for its parents.” He ordered. It seemed too young to have come this far alone. As he spoke, it lifted its head. Displaying a shockingly familiar blue marking across one of its eyes.

"Basilisk"