June’s POV
Rocks fell from over to my right, making me and Sparrow jump to defend ourselves. The only thing there though were the scattered stones along with something that looked like fabric. ‘This doesn’t belong here.’ I padded over, nudging away the rubble to show a worn handkerchief with a tear near the base, small flecks of gold on it.
I inhaled the cloth and found it to be the source of the wrong smell, almost sneezing at the stench. ‘Who did this? Who put this here?’ I pawed at it again, Sparrow really focusing her nose
‘I think we need to take this out. It doesn’t feel right.’ Sparrow gingerly picked it up by our teeth, heading to the opening of the cavern. When we were just about to leave, we turned around again to soak in the room one last time. Something caught my eye though
