[CAVE] - For our muses to take shelter in a cave. — @grapplehookgrace.
Somewhere off in the distance, a bolt of lightning flickered across the darkened sky, bringing with it the creeping groan of thunder. He stares out the mouth of the cave, peering into the downpour that's driven them both inside that pitiful shelter, and resigns himself to his fate. Not without an agitated sound, of course. Hating delay is one thing he doesn't hide well.
The space is dry at least. Not ideal beyond that, but one cannot be picky in emergencies.
When he walks deeper inside and finds her near the makeshift fire they'd managed to get lit, he shakes his head and sets his pack and rifle onto the ground directly beside him.
"It's not going to clear up until the storm passes. Which could take anywhere from twenty minutes to a few hours. Until then, there's no point in moving."