Spires reach the skies.

Hunger for knowledge some would say, as others would probably whisper to themselves about how mindless these wolves were that gathered around, trying to figure everything out that was going on. Auricles twist frontwards to listen to Oath respond. The songs did seem long forgotten, maybe they truly were here before the wolves that wandered Boreas and Auster? "I don't think we should dig at them, but if something is trapped..." Fairytale responded, curious although cautious about these spires of stone.

The achromatic woman with blush pools looked towards the individual known as Oath, the one who she pictured spending a lot of time with. While she seemed to endlessly dig at the earth, a sharp sting to her paw pads, quickly retreating her paw a small puddle of hemoglobin pooled at the wench's paw pad.

A slow burn of displeasure pulled into her reasoning. "I hope we do. Not for us but everyone around us." Knowing that she needed to leave the dangerous situation within this new territory. She couldn't find herself to leave though. She needed answers quickly placing her paw upon the ground. She brought a loving nuzzle to his chest.

"Nothing will truly frighten me as long as you are around dearest." She didn't know if they were actual partners but how they acted with one another some would say they were sweethearts. That what was building between them was truly intended.