★ Shake, Rattle and Roll [Navigation Event]

Much as she loathed to admit such a thing existed, there was indeed  a part of her that delighted in the shock her words seemed to cause Archon. The way his posture changed and the tone of his words as he yelled over the rumbling told her he hadn't really expected it. That pleased little corner of her mind felt like he deserved her ire, after all, his family had twice taken over her home and left her parents and packmates fear stricken. They deserved more than just sharp words. On the other hand though, Archon had yet to do anything to her personally, aside from taking over Abaven but... In the end she ignored his question and dismissed that line of thought in favor of focusing on finding an escape.

As they scoured around the obstacle in search of a way out it began to seem a bit feudal though Cael wouldn't admit it till it was well and truly over. After a bit Archon said they should look for another way and turned to do deeper into the tunnels, but Caelestis wasn't too quick to follow. There was no way to be sure there weren't already more boulders and collapsed stretches of tunnel further in walling off any escape. Instead she decided to stand up on her hind legs, front legs bracing against the boulder so she could try and figure out how tall it was. Did it reach the ceiling or? Even as she stretched as far as she could the top of the boulder didn't seem to be within reach.

When Archon returned and told her they needed to dig under she nodded in the darkness. There sure weren't any better options left. Settling in beside him, she set to work digging in the hardened soil. His words weren't missed even in the continued rumbling of the earthquake. 'You', not 'us'. The fact that he wasn't simply thinking of self preservation, and furthermore thought of her first was a bit surprising to Cael. "We're getting out," she asserted.

A layer of dirt came loose from above them, falling in heavy waves onto the wolves and covering her whole body as she coughed and hacked in the dust that was created. When it was clear she wouldn't be breathing normally until she was free, she crawled closer, wriggling her way into the space they'd opened up. It took some twisting and adjusting and shimmying about, but eventually she slipped out the other side into the slightly brighter space on the other side. Immediately she set to widening that side, digging hurriedly and calling, "You next." There was no way he was gunna get left there like some kind of martyr. No sir.