Cave crawling start!

You motioned a gesture of distaste at the thought of trying to climb that steep ass drop and decided you'd stick to the underground for now. Can't be as bad as topside can it?

So you walked forward, keeping your senses on high alert and your mind like a steel trap. You wouldn't be taken by surprise by some level monster and driven off again. Those meddlesome goblins would get their once you had a pack.

With the thoughts of **** **** in mind, you trekked through the barely lit and tight cave. So confining compared to the forest, so desolate and unappealing to you. Then you remembered that some creatures actually like being in places like this, like being on the inside of such tight spaces that weren't the orifices of other monsters. What a strange thought, to enjoy places like this, to prefer these cramped, hard, and almost lifeless environments.

You shivered at the thought of being so tame and so lame as to be content with this. Werewolves were wild and majestic. You even had to give some credit to some of your prey that they were at least out and about in nature.

That they lived like true monsters. The thought of chasing them made your dick throb.

After about thirty or so minutes, you froze as you came upon the sound of running water and started speeding off towards it. You came upon a rather wide space within the cave, a section so wide it had a few odd trees growing side of it, some specks of sunlight flowing through the cracks and a river flowing through it down to what may have been a chasm below.

You even noticed some glowing butterflies pass by. Those are neat.

Then came some sounds within the forest... Strange, as it sounded like -