Grgr immediately started to head for his cave, while he can handle the cold, ice and snow, for some reason he absolutely hated rain. Moving at a speed barely followed by other people, Grgr made his way to the cave, only stopping once and awhile to let the others catch up.
When Grgr got to the cave he waited for the others to catch up, he decided to examine the cave for anything that might have happened while he was gone.
The cave was large, and went deep into the giant hill, maybe spamming across for around 50 ft while heading down at a slightly noticeable degree. The cave was perfect, formed just so to keep the air inside warm. In other words it was insulated. The walls of the cave where made with stone same as the roof, and the floor was made of dirt, or it is until one goes deeper. Then the floor turns to stone like the walls and roof.
Earlier Grgr had made the starting of a camp fire, but never lit it. In the back of the cave sat his furs that he collected. And in the other corner sat handmade barrels used to store food. Obviously there was food in side, dried meat to be exact.. Grgr wasn't planning on returning here, but in his travel he found that it helped to set up little checkpoints, or so he calls them, for him to retreat back to, if something goes wrong.
Seeing that nothing has changed, Grgr gathers some extra wood that was still dry and tosses them into the cave, somehow in a rather neat pile. He enters the cave almost right when the rain started to fall.
"Come on, before you guys get totally soaked!" Grgr calls out to the people, if anyone, who didn't make it to the cave in time. Grgr quickly lights the fire to dry the said people off.