Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150715003948/@comment-11163511-20150715124420

Sam was relieved, he was only inches away from imminent doom. He decided to call it a day, since the last thing he wanted was a repeat of what just happened. He managed to change the batteries of his flashlight and headed back towards the cavern opening. Just as he was walking, he heard snarls coming from the direction he was heading, same as those he heard before but was included with a fowl stench. Not of rotting corpses but of urine. He snook closer and saw what looked like a pack of coyotes defending their domain from a wolf. Now that was a spectacle, a great oppertunity to record the creatures' distinct behaviour. He couldn't dismiss it even if he wanted to, for they have blocked the whole path anyway. So he switched to night vision glasses that he packed in case he ever stayed overnight on his trips and sat back behind a nearby staglamite to enjoy the show. Pen and paper, ready to jog down some notes and sketches.