Poison or remedy?

Deluge's skin began to crawl at the implications of the green stained sand and her shriveled surrounds. She reached down to nose at a brittle bunch of grass and sneezed when it crumbled to dust at her touch. Something told her she didn't want to be breathing this stuff in. The sand felt... coarser than she was used to under her feet, and the wind blew with a desolate loneliness that told her she wouldn't find much to eat around here. Even if she did, she would probably be best off not eating it. Still... the urge to lick it was there... it didn't mean she'd have to swallow it right? No, no she wouldn't be doing that.

The Fallen girl even tried digging a shallow hole in the sand, knowing from her puphood days when she went exploring the Bifrost that the sand was often enough to filter the salt from the sand so she could get a drink in a pinch, but the copper blue-green staining seeped through as deep as she dug, and the water held the same smell of spoiled eggs. Her lip pulled back in distaste.

She was pulled from her musings by a golden-brown form bounding towards her. She lifted her head at the greeting and felt more than saw Dread slide up along her side. She allowed her shortened tail to wave at her back in friendly greeting, the bottled that rested tied over her hips clinking with the rhythm of her wag. "Does tha' one count?" She teased, winking with an easy smile on her face, sunshine to Dread's storm clouds.