where the hell have you been, loca!?

Deluge tried to brush off the worry. Sure, it was weird, but that didn't mean a monster was lurking beneath the surface waiting to rise up and eat them for... was it almost lunch time? Did it matter? "Yer tellin' me carrion is beneath yer?" She paused her digging to look at him with a lifted brow, her lip quirking in the ghost of a smirk.

Digging didn't seem to yield anything of interest, so she walked into the spires a little further, flicking her ears against her skull to chase away some of the ringing that came with the ceaselessly screaming wind.

She used her paw to dust some soil off the bottom of one of the spires. "Do yer think it says somethin'? I never seen anythin' like it before..." Perhaps this was more up her mother's alley than hers.

"speech"