What kind of Hell is this?

Ollie lifted his head to the sky. He invited Wilder to be his partner to the red strange lands after the shuddering and bucking of the mountains. Their warlord had called them to find out what they could about it.

"What do you think happened?" He asked the larger mossy wolf. Ollie's white tail flicked side to side, trying to shake off the nervousness in his steps. This place wasn't here when they passed the glow shroom caves before. He observed the foliage closely at the base of one of the spires. Bushes that had years to grow and plants that were substantially enmeshed into the soil as if they had been here all along.

"Speech"