Bury me in black sands

Zeejay followed the cheerful wolf-thing, though she couldn't help but glance back apologetically at the sad wolf-thing, even at the angry one. Was she making a good decision here? Probably not, when did she ever? But, biting her lip, she followed anyway into a blinding light that made her blink and her eyes water. When she'd rubbed the tears and spots away from her vision, she was surprised to see that they were nowhere she'd been before, a location that seemed rather out of place in the harsh northern climate. She looked around wide-eyed before focusing on the big tree that the wolf-thing was indicating her towards. It just looked like a pine tree, even if it was just absolutely enormous. Tentatively, she approached to get a closer look and examine the tree.