Wavelength sat there at the cave entrance, watching the day go by for an hour. He daydreamed about the past events of the day... medieval ponies, wolves, more wolves, messy/pulpy pieces of wolves, kind wolves, a few more wolves for extra measure... and a cave with a few more medieval ponies. He hadn't even laid eyes on anything with a half-life under five years all day.
Wavelength sighed and smacked his lips, getting a little thirsty. He looked back to see if Majem had awoken yet. Though guard duty wasn't at all his job, he had volunteered, and didn't plan on leaving his post to find water unless somepony else took over.