~ ZEV ~
Zev had woken restless and feeling caged. It shocked him. He didn't normally have those feelings in a natural cave—only in buildings that felt human-made, with straight lines and low ceilings. He hadn't understood it, but he'd known he had to do something about it so he didn't ruin their last day.
The air wasn't stale, but it was close, unmoving. The snow must have blocked the opening to the cave completely overnight. Sure enough, after he'd slipped silently out of bed to dress, leaving Sasha sleeping, rolling his shoulders to relieve the residual tension and soreness in them, he'd trotted down the tunnel to find it completely blocked by snow. He'd intended not to make too much noise until Sasha was awake. But the sight of that wall had lit panic in his chest, and he'd had no choice. He had to clear it—make a way through. Find the fresh air.
