Rainbow Hills — Mandatory Spa Day [Open]

"Ah hells, you don't know either?" the wolf frowned, annoyance about the blockade from their sun-bathing temporarily put to the side. There went that fleeting thought. If this other wolf didn't know where they were, then Larkspur was probably back at square one as far as getting out of here - with her wings out of commission for at least another day, there was no way for them to guarantee their safety. Heading back the way they came, only fire and death awaited - so would they have to venture aimlessly out into these colorful mountains until they finally found something resembling trees? Of course, they could also try sitting where they were until their wings healed, but who knew what kind of creatures roamed this place at night. "We can lead each other in circles then." They folded their better groomed wing (the right one) back towards their flank, stretching a little as they sat up a bit. It was rude and a bit dangerous to be laying flat on their stomach with a strange wolf standing upon them - especially one apparently carrying a sword around. Who in the gods really needed a sword? "Larkspur," they said all the same, motioning towards themself with a brown wing. "Your partner in this rainbow purgatory." --- Speech.