The bronze's cloven hooves had once again taken him to Helovias threshold. He had returned to seek out a particular cave flower he had seen on his last visit with the intention of taking it home to the edge and investigating its properties. His green eyes had never seen this particular plant in all his life and he couldn't wait to discover the secrets it held. Stepping back through the underbrush, taking the same viridescent path he had taken only a few days ago on his return from the Blood Falls to the Edge. It was then he made the acquaintance of a young adventurer named Kairo and escorted her back to the Edge to rest from her travels. Will any others cross the border today?

The cave he and Kairo had sheltered in for the night was in view and tilneys heart lifted in his chest. He couldn't wait to get those flowers, and the only reason he hadn't been able to on their sighting was because he had nothing to carry them back in. He didn't want to damage them, and there was bound to be some poisonous properties in such a beautiful plant. There would be quite the risk of poisoning himself or damaging the precious fauna if he'd attempted to take them back in his mouth or looped around his lofty antlers. Today though he had worn his long green coat; the hood of which was the perfect place for carrying various things. The hood normally hugged his withers in a heap, bunching up like a collar against the cold; today it would be the protector of his precious cargo.

Cool eyes grew blinder as he pressed on further into the cave. The inner most flooring of the cave was giving way to age; below him was a steep crevasse. He couldn't imagine what might live below. 
On his previous visit the early morning sun had been low enough to shine right between each rock, illuminating most of the cramped front room of the cave. Todays light however was much different. It was overcast, slightly raining, and pitch black in the cave. "I will just have to wait until morning" Tilney sighed; there was no way he was going to find the flower in such horrid light.

A low, distant call filled his ears. Then another. 'Evers!' the stranger cheered. Helovians? Perhaps whoever it was could help him collect the flowers! Clumsily tilney took a leaping, blind step forward onto craggy rocks. His split hooves slipped and scrambled desperately for footing, only for the ancient rocky platform his back end was held by collapsed. In a violent rumble the crevasse took half the cave floor in, falling down to Oblivion. 

Tilney however was left on a skinny ledge at least 6 feet down from safety. He was stuck, bloodied and bruised from his near-death experience only moments ago. The flowers he sought however he found tangled in his antlers; He had them! but how he could get out of this cave alive he wasnt sure. Standing with his entire body pressed to the rock he had to somehow climb, he started in the blackness, hoping for a saviour. It was then, minutes later that Tilney remembered the voice he had heard. Lifting his nose upwards the night blind stag called a loud, echoing "HELP!" from his slipping stance in the crevasse. 
Please hear me!