Red's words cut through the air, earning Grim's attention. His fur bristled and relaxed in succession as his head tilted with his brothers words. "Sounds like a plan," He croaked as he studied the stone. It was a strange sight for him still. Where the fuck did these things come from? Underground? Had someone placed them here? No...that couldn't be possible, right? Not overnight. His lip twitched as crimson gaze caught sight of the strange carvings near its base, the image of terror plastered on it. It made him grin, teeth flashing in a sneer as he tapped on the face. "Grim thinks it is afraid...see?" He gestured to the terrorized face on its surface. But afraid of what? The wolves that had approached? Looking up, his tail lashed as he thought. "What if there is something inside...or at the top?"
