Gently, his sister would follow him, gently tugging on his tail, but he had only foolishly pressed on without looking back at his sister. Regret was written on her face, and gently he would speak, gently nudging his sister. "It's okay Sis. I'm just a little cold." Olive gems would sit upon the cyan gems of his obsidian masked sister and he would then gaze upon the inscriptions upon the cave walls. "So this is what those fleshy people did... It's really cool looking. I wonder what they mean... If they mean anything..." Quietly he would look at his sister as if he would be asking permission to move forward and examine the walls. There were strangely drawn patterns of various animals: lambs, cattle, and large lizards. There were several stick figures, possibly humans, and many trees. "Is it some kind of circle of life?" Olive gems would spot red patches in various places over many animal figures and human figures, the imagination of blood seeping over the rock. They seemed to represent deceased creatures, covering the smudgy paintings in what seemed to be blood. He was so curious to learn more. Maybe his sister knew more about these little drawings than he did.
