His brother had said that Elohim was the one that cared. Cared, he supposed, about the living rather than the deceased. Of course, Elohim cared for both. It was simply that his curiosity dictated that his attention remain on those that moved rather than those that lay. It had become a complicated part of himself that he seldom understand, yet he had not made any true effort to understand. He simply existed. He simply did what satisfied him at any given time. Blessed with an inquisitive, deductive mind and yet, cursed with a morality painted in only shades of grey. Could care be considered the correct word? He often wondered but never asked.
Like the water below, his curiosity for it and she flowed together. When she moved towards him, he stiffened with anticipation, only to find that she paused above him yet. She seemed stubborn in her descent, unwilling to take to the darkness entirely. His paws shifted anxiously beneath him, his toes swirling through the dark water at his paws as he flexed. He did not understand her reluctance. He seemed to hold his breath with expectancy and anticipation, only releasing it when she finally uttered a word; with it, she had broken the tension he had built for himself. His attention immediately returned to her as he stretched his legs, leaning back and flexing his toes through the water once more.
His eyes had yet to break contact with her own. His head tilted once more though, his voice slow as he addressed her carefully. "The stranger wonders about the things below too?" With his question, his held fell onto its opposite axis, an ear flickering to emphasise his inquiry as he rose to his full height again. He held the position but for a moment before he whirled around to face into the cave once again. His tail waved, with more vigour now, as if to greet the abyss that stared back at them. "It is where all things go." He nodded then, stout and affirmative. His head whirled back, meeting her eyes briefly with another nod. Including us, it seemed to say. And then, he simply waited. She would come. If she did not, then why had she crawled down in the first place?