Going further west hadn't really occurred to her in a while, but now that it had she was off like a shot, bounding over and past the buffalo knolls and pressing on to see what she could see. Before she'd made it pretty dang far, but she'd yet to really encounter a pack or anything suuper cool, so Caelestis wasn't satisfied. Probably never would be, there was way too much to explore and see in this world! Maybe someday after they did a few more trainings - since that seemed likely, given the back to back sessions recently - she could ask Shaye permission to go on an extended journey. Where to she couldn't say just yet, but Caelestis knew there were more packs out there to peek at and more wolves to meet and lands to explore. Auster, for one, was a place she'd yet to set a single paw in, though that was mostly because it was the known home of the Abraxas and she wasn't keen on getting stuck close to them any time too soon...

Wait. Pausing, Caelestis went from a bouncy trot to a halt. Was avoiding the Abraxas just letting them know she was as pathetic as they thought she was? Her lip curled at the thought. Archon had changed when he decided to leave. Or, maybe he just started acting like his real self openly. Whatever the case, that asshole and his kin had made it clear they thought the Abaven wolves were low as dirt and not worth their time. Caelestis hated to let any of them continue thinking that way. Shit, she'd beat the hell out of one right now, just to prove she wasn't any less than them. Glancing around as though one might show their ugly mug and come lookin' to add to her lovely new facial scarring, Caelestis found... nothing. Mostly grass. As she crested one of the many, many hills, she finally found something worth looking at.

The rickety, totally unstable looking structure was strange amidst the open grassland was kinda weird but also super interesting and she was immediately racing closer, eyes wide with curiosity. Hey, maybe she could climb this thing...

Dagda was taking this day slowly. An late-rise and a late-start lent to the male's lethargy as he hiked across these southern plains. Although these lands were beautiful, with its swaying grasses and buzzing wildlife, there was only so much scenery one could look at without getting bored, or in his case, lonely too. He'd been on the road for... over a year know. You'd think he'd be above getting bouts of melancholy over his lack of companions by now, but alas it seems not.

While descending a grassy knoll, one of too many, Dagda spotted an odd wood structure in the distance. It looked like a strong wind could knock it over, to be honest the healthy breeze of the day could probably make a good attempt. If not for a figure that caught his eye, Dagda would probably have avoided to oddity altogether and kept on walking, but as it so happened, a wolf doing her best impression of zealous bunny rabbit was currently prancing her way towards the rickety tower.

"Oooooh no. Please don't do what I think you're about to." Straightening up, Dagda considered just leaving the female to her own devices. It would save him a bit of bother. It could also exclude him from being able to help her, or exclude him from a bit of fun himself.

Ugh, what the hell. The healer raced across the plain, bouncing over the little hills and hoping he wouldn't break an ankle. As he neared the structure he slowed a bit, smiling at the... very tall female in front of him. What was it with wolves on this continent and height? There must be something in the water.

"Hi! I don't suppose you're planning on climbing this uhh.... precarious structure, honey?" he grinned.

Stalking around the sides of the structure, her eyes were shining with mischief as she tried to work out a way to get up on the roof. There was one section that was much lower than other parts, the trick would just be finding something to climb to get up there... rooting around in the overgrown grass, she tried to find something, anything that would aid her in her new mission and came up with very little. There was a wooden barrel that was half-rotted and definitely wouldn't support even the weight of her front half, and it probably wasn't tall enough...

Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard someone else approaching through the grass. Ignoring the approaching stranger, she kept scouring the grass while he spoke. His questions managed to draw a quick glance from her. How'd he guess what she was doing? Honey? "And what if I am?" she asked, a challenge in her tone. If he thought he was gonna stop her or something he was dreaming.