There was a hole in the ground.
It was squeaking.
Cottongrass was pretty sure he was losing his mind. Because random holes in the ground weren't supposed to make noises. They weren't supposed to squeak like some kind of tiny little animal that needed help. But the sound wouldn't stop. Not even when he tilted his head one way and then another while his ears fanned out like his very own personal satellite dishes. Instead the noise just kept happening and he was pretty sure there was more than one little creature just chirping away down there.
To say he was confused was a gross understatement. He was bewildered and befuddled. Maybe even puzzled because everything about the situation was that weird. And he couldn't help but get the sneaking suspicion that he should have listened to Askan like a good wolf the other day. His plan to find Rayza was a lost cause. He was hopeless and cursed with bad luck and that was never a good combination of traits for him to have. But he couldn't bring himself to back away from the mysterious squeaking hole.
His tail gave an uncertain wag behind him. He stepped closer towards the crevice. And with the utmost patience — Cottongrass dropped onto his stomach and crawled right towards the lip of the underground cave. It was dark. He couldn't see anything and the squeaking only seemed to grow louder when he picked out the sound of trickling water. Everything he was doing was a mistake. He could feel it in his bones. For all he knew there was some kind of horrible wolf eating monster waiting just out of sight. But sometimes being a hero meant taking risks. Like shoving his muzzle into random underground caves even when instinct told him not to.
"Rayza?" He called down into the darkness.
There was a pause. The briefest of pauses and Cottongrass was sure he imagined it. But he didn't get a chance to think about it. Not when the squeaking and chattering was replaced by the sound of a million little wings all flapping at once. What followed next was a descent into pure anarchy as the mouth of the cave exploded with thousands of bats all looking to get away. His panicked yelp and frantic scramble backwards was drowned out in the blur of sound.