Tail wagging the wreckage woman approached the glimmering land bridge. Magnolia has arrived, unbeknownst to herself, to the land that many of her kin had also made their home. In fact she was standing upon the land bridge that would take her to the pack her own sister was a part of, though again she was not aware of that fact. Right now, in fact, she was more focused on the sand under her paws. She was pushed into the ground, her stomach pressed to the earth and nose buried under the iridescent shimmering grains. She blew a puff of air and the earth bubbled for a moment as it was pushed upwards by the force of her breath.  "Big Fun"

Navigation - The Bifrost

Sure seemed like Iskra was always crossing this silly land bridge. She probably knew it better than most of the other wolves in her life. Now that was a hell of a thought. She didn't know whether to shudder or laugh, or both! Moving with the swagger of a woman who had way too much self-confidence, though it certainly wasn't entirely unearned, Iskra wandered in the direction of Auster. She really wanted to find something extra fun to do this time. Maybe wander around the lands and find a new one she hadn't been in. Although for now her attention was more drawn to the bridge itself. Something in her gut said she should keep looking around here. Sure she'd crossed this place many times by now, but she hadn't given the area much of her attention yet when she did so. It was, regrettably, mostly uninteresting. Lots of sand that squished between the pads of her paws and glittered in the sun. The occasional rocks... Flipping one over Iskra watched a tiny crab bury itself in the sand. Weird. She'd been walking more towards the water to look at an outcropping of larger rocks that she thought she could climb when she noticed she wasn't actually alone. Ears pointed forward as Iskra locked her eyes on the other woman. Smirking, and fully intending to derive some kind of entertainment from this interaction as the woman seemed to be in the process of burying her nose in the sand, Iskra called, "Hey there stranger, havin' fun?" "Speak"

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Maggie really wasn't aware of any approaching wolves, she was a little too wrapped up in her her amusing new game. The woman would snort violently, sending a bubble of sand bursting towards the surface before it caved in again slightly. She had managed to be endlessly amused by this, almost pup like in her simple minded pleasure. A voice startled her and out of pure instinct she gasped. But of course her face was buried in sand so instead she inhaled a great big gulp of sand instead. Reeling back Magnolia coughed, trying to clear the sand from her lung. It was more like hacking actually, as she gagged and wheezed and finally seemed to be able to breath properly again, though he mouth was dry and grains of sand grinding into her molars uncomfortably. "Well I was." She finally managed to wheeze, though her tone still managed to be light and mildly self-mocking. "Big Fun"