I'm only honest when it rains.

This underground cavern was quiet and peaceful, something Thalia found herself longing for more often these days - not that such a thing was terribly hard for her to find to begin with. Aerie had been quiet since she'd returned home, though she supposed that wasn't a bad thing. It left her with plenty of time to contemplate and to pray, things she felt she had largely ignored during her time in Abaven.

She moved with surprising grace for someone with such a build, slowly navigating her way further into the deluge. The dirt beneath her paws was loose and almost seemed fertile, a strange thing for an underground tunnel. Before long she caught wind of the little river that wound below the surface, which explained the strangely humid climate down here. Sniffing hard at the air, the scent of something else caught her attention. Someone else was down here, though it was hard to tell just how near or far they were with the stifling smell of dirt and vegetation.

Eventually she caught sight of her, though, a small smaller and much younger female. It was hard to tell, but if Thalia had to guess she had about as much reason for being here as she did. Clearing her throat - she didn't exactly intend to startle her, that wasn't her style - she slowly headed her way, down a steep slope to a spot down below. "You, uh, familiar with the place?" She started, in her own weird form of greeting.