A little trip would be good - Hunt the nearby ruins.

“A small trip, but close enough that it should be safe” you think to yourself, stretching and flexing your claws. “Maybe there’s some creatures moved in that I can make my own little thralls. Could always use a fuck-toy around here~”

Using your claws to scale your way to the exit of your cave, you looked around to make sure it was safe before fully exiting. You preferred your lair to be hide, as the local lava slimes would no doubt invade the space if they found it. While slimes were always a great fuck, you needed your beauty sleep, and they didn’t sleep at all. Not a great combo.