Maneuvering carefully, the group slowly and quietly moves through the cave of sleeping bears, as best they could. Hoots was seemingly having some issues with being airborne, and was attempting to 'swim' through the air, legs paddling beneath him, giving soft, plaintive hoots, as they moved - but they'd make it to the end without issue.<br/><br/>Progressing deeper into the caves, the air grew warmer and thicker yet, and thick tangles of plant growth would begin lining the walls, masses of vines and roots that had no reason to exist in this place. If he used Detect Magic, D would sense pervasive, lingering Conjuration magic around the enter place; Planes, DC 20, would identify it as being effects of a thin or weakened planar boundary.