Thread:ArwenoftheSunland/@comment-27824390-20170411225044/@comment-28247510-20170411233436

Sleet perked up, distracted from his small dilemma by movement in his peripheral vision. He narrowed his obsidian-black eyes, watching alertly. He though he'd seen something darkly colored, and large. ''​Surely a Nightwing couldn't survive this cold! At least not for long..''​ He decided it was better safe than sorry, and turned away quite loudly in the snow, making his way not quietly at all away from the cave. As soon as he was sure he was out of range, he flapped his long, graceful wings, taking to the cold air and doubling back, flying deftly and hugging the cliff wall. He touched down a short way away from the cave, creeping silently closer, until he positioned right above it. There he stayed poised for a moment, waiting tensely for any movement or sound to tell him he wasn't being paranoid and he'd actually seen something.