The Unraveling - It Spreads

Things were happening in the world, and it seemed the North had not escaped the phenomenon. Ever since the sky turned red and the stone structures emerged, he'd been hearing about all manner of oddities happening from the southern parts of Boreas, down to Auster. But now it was happening in the North, too. He was making his way through when the ground trembled and a commotion began, and in the distance he could see wolves making their way to investigate. Crimson gaze watched them from afar, wondering if they had noticed the strange behavior of the prey animals as of late. He hadn't tried to hunt one because it just seemed too fucking bizarre, but this? This he was sure he could handle.

The scarred male made his way toward the new cavern that had appeared beneath the glacial ice, the scents and faces of those present were all unfamiliar to him. He paid them no mind for now, and instead kept his attention on the new surroundings, gaze sweeping across the cavern. He had a feeling nothing good was here, but he wasn't about to be the first one to turn tail and run. One ear cocked forward and the other flattened against his head as he heard the erratic clinking of ice further within the cavern, but not even that would stop him from going deeper with some of the others. If things got bad, they could...fight...or run...or something, right?