[SierraHigh]

((Probably modern but they're so far from normal civilization the town probably only has a few cars and more sleds than anything))

Baird had thought he'd simply fallen down a usual empty ravine, so he was startled when he heard the voice of another. He thought it fine a human at first, but his eyes slowly but surely adjusted to the lack of light in the cave and he made out the figure of the same creature he'd been hunting for all day. Had it really just been hidden under the ice this whole hunting trip? If Baird had the energy to draw his weapons, he would've, but as it stood he couldn't even move much let alone get into the stance to attack. Baird made a sound of distress when the creature pulled back his hood; at only twenty-four, he was the youngest hunter in town. His blonde hair was short and slightly curly, complemented by his green eyes that would normally be wide and lit with enthusiasm if not for this situation.

Baird brought a hand up and tried to push the griffin away, breathing hard at the throbbing pain in his arm. "Get away from me," he hissed, narrowing his eyes at the beast. "I'll have you dead before you get anything..."