Rainbow Hills — Mandatory Spa Day [Open]

"Yeah of course. Any kind of land he prefers?" Larkspur inquired, thinking of their own home. They knew they could probably start looking for their sibling in some kind of lightly or sparsely wooded area, somewhere with a lot of trees and brush like their own home. A seafaring wolf like Reed and her friend seemed to be could potentially prefer to live on a beach - or if their friend had wings like Larkspur did, potentially somewhere that was hard to reach without being able to fly like pillars or something. "If I know where he likes, I should be able to cross out places he doesn't first." They offered a slight nod of acknowledgement for the nose-tap, tail picking up slightly at the sight of water. Good, great! "Well even if the water isn't drinkable, there's at least usually creatures that are edible," Larkspur pointed out with a slight smirk. That said, they tilted their head back and sniffed the air for any scent of salt. They had only smelled saltwater a couple of times before given they didn't live near a coast of an sort but the smell of that river from the ocean had been distinctive, binding itself to the inside of their nose. They kept their ears pointed forward for a moment, tilting their head curiously as they scanned the distant water for anything resembling maybe a deer or even a rabbit. They pressed a paw into the thin layer of grass that they'd reached, feeling a sharp buzz that tickled their pads and thrummed through their limbs. A soft sigh of relief escaped their muzzle, clenching their dull nails into the ground as they tried to sense the plants around. "...smells like freshwater." they asserted. That was good - even if there was no prey in the area, they could probably prompt some plants and berries to burst through the soft ground. Enough to feed them and grant the two wolves enough strength to carry on. --- Speech.