Issachar was half tempted to just turn back as they moved deeper and deeper into the dark woods, but eventually it ended with a cave system in front of them. The horse trotted along and stopped at a rather advantageous spot that would allow it to run away if the need arose. Cursing his luck once more he glanced up at the sky and deemed that it would be worth dealing with the repercussions of disappearing if he got the horse. So he waited.