See, there was no way to appropriately express her surprise when a wolfish creature drops from the sky, in the very trap she had stupidly fell for. And perhaps, it was only thanks to some instinct of caution, and her natural gynmast flexibility, that she didn't get well, squished by the thing. As it was, she had scrambled away, and then the player - because that was no bloody mob she was sure of that - was in her face, snarling demands. The green haired utility kept her face impassive, even as the command was thrown at her.

She would not bend and break.

''Well, if you'd calm down and take more then a second to think, maybe you'd realize that you can very easily tell who I am.'' she said, her amber eyes flashing. Eyes that might look more at home on a creature then a human's face, that's for sure. But the player before her had started aggressive and if Dollie had absorbed any lesson, it was to not show fear in front of animals. They would smell it and destroy you. The same applied to people, funnily enough.

''But if you must know, I go by Dollie, and I got trapped down here on this forsaken island in the middle of nowhere after a storm at sea. And you are?'' she asks. She could have been rude, but her body language was relaxed, and yet ready to spring in action. She really didn't want to see the jaws of the beast up close some more. But for now, patience, and the will to not bend as a submissive, was perhaps the only things keeping her alive. Or she could have fucked herself.

She just had to trust her gut for once.

The green haired player let out a semi-annoyed sigh. A talking wolf wasn't something uncommon, but apperantly whoever this was didn't understand some very basic principles. Normally, Dollie would say that this person is a new player, but considering some other factors, that would be a false assumption. Rather, it's obvious that this particular player didn't seem to think before they leapt at all. 'Better be Gryffindor.' she thought to herself. She let her thoughts gather as she listened to the creature's responses and answers, before inclining her head in thought.

''Well met, I'm known as Dollie.'' she responds to the greetings. 'Of course, I could have been snippy and told them to look at the UI but you know, I'm nice sometimes.' she thinks, adjusting her position once the wolf backs off. ''As for an exit, I was hoping that someone would trigger the trap but not fall in... however, now that I have someone else it's more feasible to explore the caverns here.'' she said. Shifting her weight, the green haired player seemed to pause. ''Are you a defender or an attacker? I don't think you'd be an utility but you never know...'' she said, trailing off a bit.

A plan was starting to form in her mind, even as she waited for the one before her to answer her questions. That and maybe they would engage their brain. But so far, the likelihood of that was minimal so Dollie had already resigned herself to becoming the brains of this little adventure.

Tip, tap, tip, tap goes the water in the darkness.

The cavern was moist, and the green haired woman just smiled at the wolf. Of course, she didn't show teeth because wasn't that a sign of aggression? Ah, she isn't sure but she'll take it, even as her fingers run along the walls. The slight air current was near by, and with a thoughtful hum, she tilted her head towards the one trapped with her. The words were like water, rolling off her back as she considered them.

''I see. I'm not necessarily a healer - I have buffs and debuffs mostly. Cripple the enemy to take them down or make my allies even stronger.'' she said. She held back about her servant, because that was going to be a trump card of just in case. ''This way.'' she said, as her fingers found the open part of the small cave. Her footsteps were echoing just like the drops of water, and in the odd dim light around them, she could barely make out the path in front of her.

There was a sense of danger of course, but there was also a strange sense of mystery. The unknown was not necessarily frightening at this point. ''Do you like mysteries, Drakka?'' the woman spoke. The mostly silent place wasn't really something she liked, so she figured talking might ease that sensation of being watched. Her fingers twitched, and all Dollie could hope was that there was no traps in this place.

'But you know, traps are practically a prerequisite for a spooky cavern like this.'

You know, being judged by a wolf-shifter was kind of irritating.

Dollie couldn't mistake that unimpressed huff, mostly because she herself used it far too often. And then she was summarily dismissed in essence, and that was irritating. It itched that someone just thought 'oh useless, whatever' and didn't even think about the actual good things one could do. The green haired woman felt her eyes narrow, but she untensed her shoulders. Fine, if this one wanted to judge her, then pox upon them. She wasn't going to let herself get sucked into that kind of discussion, thank you very much.

The wolf's reaction to her question was rather amusing, but then things started rolling. Her amber eyes looked around, slowly getting used to the gloom, and the glowing fungi was starting to become a good source of light. Sounds invaded the cavern after the unfortunate triggering of a trap - because that was what it was no doubt - and Dollie's fingers lifted. A black leg seemed to come closer, and the moment it was visible she struck. ''Retwa'' she spoke the cantrip. Now, she could have used fire or lighting but...

That would probably blind them and make things worse.

The sound of fluid moving in the air was rather strange in the cavern, as whips of water lashed out at the creature. Basic attacks, something nice and simple. Her other hand rose, and her fingers made a symbol, a glow infusing the wolf. ''There you go, go get'em.'' she said. The woman was trying really hard but her tone had the same kind of tone when someone said that to a dog. Hopefully, the glow would be an applicable debuff or something useful like that. Because she really didn't fancy having to dodge in this place.

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Ah, the familiar smell of battle.

Dollie wanted to grin like a loon, but instead kept her face impassive. There was no use in alarming the wolf about her love of battle. It was easy to think, letting her breath come in quietly. She wasn't going to let herself get killed, not here. After all, the darkness was her home, as she had used the cover of night to escape her so called perfect world. But now wasn't the time to reminiscence, obviously. Considering that she got the thing's attention, it was seriously not the time.

'And it had to have chains.' she thought, even as her amber eyes tracked it.

As it scrambled up the wall, the green haired player moved. No sense in staying still. The rocks missed her, because her fingers were dancing through the air again. ''Ria.'' she said. Luckily for her, the beginner cantrip was a multi-elemental based one. Cocking her fingers into a gun like shape, she releases the wind like a small bullet. It wasn't a skill by a long shot, but it was a basic attack. Although, it didn't seem to do much, as the monster was concentrated on the wolf. Obviously, because Dollie wasn't one to generate aggro all that much.

'Gonna have to call in the big guns.' she thought.

Now the choice was, does she go offensive or defensive?

She'd observe the fight some more before deciding.

It was tempting to just let her be mauled to death by a lizard.

But Dollie, even though she felt irrationally angry at the wolf, decided to let it go. A breath seeped out of her, and she felt the sparks of magic at her fingers. ''Oh, I beg thee, save us from ourselves. For we are but children, lost like lambs on the path of life. So give us light and succuor, oh chosen saviour.'' she spoke. She made sure that it was mostly under her breath. She really didn't need the damn wolf commenting on her abilities now.

Bright light would normally be a thing - but this time, Dollie didn't want to blind herself and her current companion. A breath, and then tendrils of dark blue, almost leaking off the fungi gleam of the walls, formed together. The shape was unknown at this point in time, but the wolf would see something interesting.

Her health bar would start rising, as she healed.