ECHO...Echo...echo...

Dmitri wondered if he had actually gotten himself caught in a trap for a moment. The water couldn't possibly lead to anything more than just more water for him to drown in, and with a wolf suddenly approaching...

But what was odd was that he was just equally as curious as he was nervous. The wolf was very subtly approaching if at all. He couldn't hear a single step being made. Did they know he was in here? They had to, he wasn't exactly being very quiet. Maybe they were trying to get a stealth attack on him? Or maybe they were just as cautious and nervous as he was?

He shook himself off, stretched his legs, and paced around the rocks, looking at the slope he would have to walk up. With a steady balance, he could easily do it, but if he positioned himself correctly, he could just hop to the top of it as well. With his eyes fixed on the mark, he continued to pace, occasionally crouching to prepare to spring upwards. He when he was finally ready, he stopped pacing, inhaled a deep breath,...and could smell another wolf.

A silhouette with two glimmering eyes appeared over the caverns edge and called out into it. Dmitri had realized at that point that it must have been darker peering into the cavern than it was looking out of it. But the voice reaching out to him was calm and relaxed. He really doubted that this person had any ill intentions.

"Hello," he replied sitting down and smiling now. "Well this is a bit of a predicament. I hope I'm not trespassing on any sort of pack territory, am I? It is kind of hard to smell those kinds of things on a saltwater washed cave."