Glum sleeps near the moonstone, as he always does. Today, he’d rather stay sleeping than get up and venture around the barn where he’s supposed to be… ~-~- His ear twitches as he hears someone enter… he remains still. “What… who’s there..?” He asks as he remains still, Glum sniffing the damp cave air to try and recognise the scent “I don’t recognise your scent..”