Soon, death dealt it's hand.

The creature she had leaped on was struggling. Buckling wildly, the girl called upon her limited mechanical bull in the bar riding experience into play. Holding on for dear life, she grit her teeth in determination. Fire was in her veins, and the green haired woman felt a low spark in her stomach. She had missed doing something like this. It might seem risky and dangerous, but she had been someone that loved a hint of danger in her own way. Maybe it reminded her of friends in her past life, or perhaps it was just something that was warming her heart. Whatever it was, this was turning out to be fun regardless of the situation.

And then she had to let go.

A sound like something sliding, and then the pressure that she held in between her hands was gone. Her body slid off the creature, even as it had a final full body seizure. The utility panted herself, her arms shaking a bit at the force she had exerted. Her amber eyes were bright, even as she tilted her head up at the wolf's words. ''Yeah, you're right.'' she said, pushing away the antagonism that had nestled in her mood due to this person. She was able to be reasonable you know, even if most people didn't think so. Slipping her basic weapon away, shaking her hands from the sore feeling, she stepped towards the wolf.

She didn't say anything, but a soft hand ran through the other's fur, as if apologizing in her own manner.

The green haired woman touched the walls, as fighting the creature took them helter skelter here and there. The dim glow of the fungi helped orient her, and Dollie began to make her way down the tunnel, hoping that Drakka wasn't too far behind. They'd be out soon, she'd like to think. But who knows whom made that trap and what else was down here. For now, she'd just keep her senses sharp, and the speech minimal, because she really didn't have much to say that was well, acceptable really. For now, she'd let the silence between them well up, giving them both a small rest.

Her gut feeling was that this was far from over, even if she just wanted to be at the surface already..

The other didn't speak much.

That was fine.

Dollie herself was thinking. Perhaps she could find some respect to this woman - but that was debatable. Or perhaps it wasn't. It was just her vain nature that this wolf had insulted that had a hard time assimilating the thought of 'respect' or 'companionship'. But the woman was more mature then that, and she took a breath. ''You remind me of one of my sisters.'' she suddenly breaks the silence. Her stride doesn't pause, even as she's walking nearly - when the tunnel allows it - side by side with the other. ''She loves animals, particularly wolves. She's rather fierce, like you.'' she continues. Silence is a bane, and thus Dollie seeks to break it's grip.

Even if she's talking about herself to do it.

''It's kind of nice. Seeing you makes me confident that she'll survive in this world.'' she added. There was no way Dollie would apologize for any harsh words she spoke earlier, because she was not that kind of person. She would not admit she was wrong. And so, it is with that pride that she allows silence to resume, at least on her part. Maybe her small gambit would help, let the other open up to her so that the utility could see how this person ticked. It was somewhat a hobby of hers, and her family, to say the least. But she did not let herself sink fully into such things. After all, there was still danger in this tunnel probably.

Lucky for her, her instincts screamed a warning, and her reflexes allowed her to suddenly duck, as something sliced through the air with a hissing sound.

Trap or monster?

Definitely a trap.

The conversation with the wolf girl - she was pretty sure it was a girl at this point - was rather fun. Light hearted, and a little more then just a passive antagonism. She even giggled at the comment that one of her siblings was a terror. Of course they were, it was the nature of siblings - and even Drakka seemed to agree with that. It was nice, to be able to just be, and not have her normal armours wrapped around her like a cloak. She had thought she wouldn't be able to do it until she was dead, but here she was proven wrong. But she knew she couldn't stay soft forever - it just wasn't in her nature.

But the trap was taking her focus now.

''Stop squirming!'' she snapped. The more the wolf resisted, the harder it would be. She knew these kinds of traps, having seen a couple in her short time in this game. Rapidly, she ran her fingers over the whole thing, looking for that one little spot. After all, traps had a method of being taken down easy by their creators - it was an overall feature of most traps. Not so much for deadly ones, but still, this was not one of those. It would hurt - she could see the other's hp go down - but it wouldn't kill. ''Come on, come on, it's around here I swear...'' she muttered, keeping the panic out of her voice.

And then finally, she pressed on something, and the wolf spilled out of the trap. With two thumps, the bindings had fallen on the ground, even as Dollie bodily pulled the wolf away. With a soft touch, her hands glowed, slowly healing the creature. Not many would notice, but there was worry in her amber eyes, even as she made sure there was no damage on her current partner left. Perhaps it was thinking of her siblings, trapped and them all separated, that made her soft and vulnerable right now. Whatever it was, it needed to stop.

Not as much as them leaving this damn tunnel already.