Ickbarr briefly watched Glass run off to hunt before turning sinisterly to the room-like space around him. Being in his homeland had its perks. Quietly, but excitedly, he begins to search the cave walls. He knew where and how to find a safe spot to sleep without having to go to the trouble of digging one out of the rock. Ickbarr goes around the walls twice before stopping, the extreme frustration he is feeling not appearing on his face. Ick is about to begin finding a spot to dig when he hears the scraping of stone. Quickly, he ducks behind a rock and listens to a small, questioning murmur, followed by a reassuring whisper.
His frustration gone, Ick carefully peers out from behind the rock. A small, thin, raggedy gabite is pushing a rock in front of an already hard to spot den entrance. It looks around before heading away from its home. Ick sees his chance and pushes the rock out of the way before ducking into the formerly hidden den. Good,
He thinks, taking in the dens size and strength. Glass will fit in here, yes, the entrance is a little small, but I"m sure she can squeeze through.
At his last thought, Ick giggled loudly to himself as the image of an absol trying to wiggle into a small hole came to his mind, it's rear end flailing comically. As he laughed, he heard a small rustling ahead and a small Gible which seemed to be a very young child appear in front of him. Ick instantly leaps at it, laughing, with a punishment attack.
After five minutes, the uninfected gible lay dead, skull broken open just in case. It's blood decorated the floor and walls with red fans. It's jaws were covered in hollows where it's teeth used to be.
Ick sat by the body, hungrily eating its teeth, His eyes gleaming evilly in the darkness.