For several hours now Smoke's explorations had been of nothing but the mundane. Strange mushrooms and lichens, flowering mosses in sky-light pocked caverns, peculiar stone formations projecting from the ground and the ceiling and occasionally the walls. Plenty of tunnels lit by torches marking the path from the surface to the lower levels and to points of general interest. More tunnels dimly illuminated by bioluminesence of various types both expected and unexpected.

It was highly overdue for her day to be interrupted by something... extra. And extra to the max was what she found down a side corridor that dead-ended into a chamber that stunk like nothing she'd ever encountered before. Nose wrinkling at the stench she stopped at the threshold to look around. Before her was a stone ledge that extended several lengths to either side of her and formed a jagged semi-circle before a crevasse that seemed to be the source of the horribleness assaulting her senses. Against better judgement she allowed her curiousity to carry her forward from beneath the overhang that protected the ledge, keen to take a quick glance down to see whatever it was that produced that malodorousness.

She never did make it to the edge, as the moment she stepped into the clear she suddenly was aware of a faint noise above her. With a creeping sense of doom making itself known, Smoke slowly looked up... and up... and froze. Bats. So many bats. It appeared as though her wanderings had presented her before a massive colony of bats that hung from the ceiling so densely that she she couldn't begin to count them. With that sight also came the realization that she was smelling an untold number of generations' worth of guano.

Disgust welled up within her, bringing with it a wave of nausea. The amount of nope this entire situation amounted to was only surmounted by the mystery of how deep that guano would be, and neither were things Smoke had any intention of putting a proper numerical placeholder upon. Turning, she beat a hasty retreat back down the tunnel, heedless of disturbing the colony. They likely had a different outlet to their colony than her tunnel anyway, since she'd seen no sign of them until she was nigh upon their roost. Let them be somebody else's problem, at that point. She was not staying around to find out anything else.