The sound of voices echoed. Drawing the she-wolf's attention. Paws stood firm against the ground as her very being was hidden within the shadows that lingered dauntingly around. A single emerald eye could be seen against the darkness, catching the glow of the many dimly lit vegetation around. Her travels had consisted of following Tamelyn's ever fading scent. It had led her to a room with a strange contraption, but no Tamelyn. Discouraged Arkrael had taken a break for awhile, tired from all the walking she was suddenly doing. Her little puppy legs had started to tremble and give out on her.

After resting for a good while Arkrael carried on. Intent on finding her friend. The very first creature she had set eyes upon and became friends with. And now she was here, standing off in the distant shadow listening to the many voices that she could hear. There was a few yelling, or at least just one voice calling for something. Or maybe it was calling out to someone. It left her hesitant to go on further, but Tamelyn was there. She just wanted to see what her friend was up to.

It also didn't help the fact she could smell water in the air. Oh she was thirsty. So thirsty that her mouth was starting to dry out just by thinking about getting a nice drink out of whatever was providing the water ahead. So, squaring her shoulders Arkrael began to move forward and out of the shadows. Her eyes landed, first, on a strange winged creature. It's wings a dark obsidian while it's head and body were covered in a(what Arkrael guessed to be) pink color. Her eyes moved from that creature on to the next. A strange big brown thing with rounded ears. Arkrael had definitely not seen anything like either of those two before. It didn't seem shocking at all to her that Tamelyn had found so many new friends.

Her ears perked up, however, when her gaze finally landed on the little deerling. "Tamelyn!" She couldn't help herself as she exclaimed her friends name and without a second thought her little paws ran her right over to the deerling. Her tail wagging excitedly as she skidded to a stop just beside the deerling. A grin tugged at the edges of her muzzle as she looked Tamelyn over, making sure nothing on her was her. "Hey! Hi! Having fun traveling around? What're you guys up to?" The questions just seemed to rush right on out of her without her even realizing she was asking way to many all at once. She was just excited to see Tamelyn again. She gave the deer a playful nudge with her nose, before she finally took note of the other creatures that were lingering around Tamelyn.

Interest peeked when she spotted a creature that was very similar to herself. Unlike Arkrael, who had several white patches in her fur, this wolf was completely black. A stone was perched right below an eye and Arkrael tilted her head in thought. Finally shaking her thoughts off she looked to the final creature that was among the room. This one was another little brown creature of which she had no idea of what. This one also had a blue looking gem, but it was on the top of her nose. Tamelyn sure did make friends super quick didn't she. Curiously she wondered what all of them called themselves, but for now she would see what Tamelyn was up to. Alas, even after viewing the four standing around something still made her feel like there was another lingering around. She just couldn't see who and where they were. Her eyes flitted around, trying to discern what could be lingering around that she was just not able to see.

Still yet, the bird hovered above the pile of golems, wary. Suddenly, he noticed that both creatures on the stone piles were using magic. A face of pure alarm appeared on the vulture’s features, giving a shrill cry. "No!" Too late. A low grinding sound could be heard, as well as the wet slosh of water as it poured out from every crevasse in the golems as they shifted, rebuilding themselves to who they once stood as, misfits and byproducts of horrid mistakes. "Don’t use magic and run!" It seemed Bevy had the same idea, flailing about and escaping the fray and flying toward him. Giving a nod, the bird took a risky move in diving down and nudging the black pup that had nosed the golems. "You have to run, and fast. Don’t use any magic to do it." He squawked, then turning back to where the other Gembound stood, idling by, likely unaware of what was happening.

Bevy’s voice cried out, commanding the other Gembound to get out and run away, but Aza decided to add onto her warnings. "Get to high ground, but don’t use magic to escape! The Golems sense magic, and that’s what woke them up. If we don’t use magic, they might go back to sleep. The water is coming and it might flood. Don’t get washed away in the current." Aza’zel screeched, wings flapping in powerful strokes. He stayed near the roof of the cavern, at Bevy’s side. "You okay?" He gazed at the small pitohui bird, carmine orbs displaying concern, then scanning down below. The golems moved quite slowly, but they were equally as deadly. It was a dangerous idea to hang out around the boulder-like monsters. Hopefully everyone would heed his command and not use magic. Perhaps then, the golems would rest again and the water could still flow in the dry gulley.

"Speech"

"Phoenix is 'nother bird," she said in response to the buzzard's question. "She kinda 'nnoying, but she's okay." She looked back down as strange creature introduced herself as Carrie, and Tam grinned at her, always happy to expand her circle of friends. "I'm Tamelyn!" she said in response. The doe looked back at the wall as the other creature asked a question, which Majora answered for her. The wolf herself asked what golems were. "They're rock...things. Not Gembound. They's scary," said the deer, in one of her rare moments of visible fear. She was grateful for Majora's reassuring nearness. "Dunno why, but they are." She had never seen a golem chase after magic, but instincts ran deep, and she knew, somehow, that they were to be avoided. She raised a brow at Carrie's suggestion of simply asking the golems to move. "I dunno...can they even hear?" From what she had seen of them before, they didn't respond to movement, sound, or scent. The little creature didn't seem to heed her words, however, and slid back down the bank to talk to the golems. Nothing happened, though she hadn't expected it to.

She looked up as wings fluttered overhead, expecting to see Pheonix. Instead, there was a brightly-colored bird much smaller than the hawk. It seemed puzzled, giving the wall a few pecks. At first, Tamelyn wondered if this was one of the nonsentient Gembound, but the bright spark in it's eyes said otherwise. The buzzard spoke again, and Tamelyn nodded at his offer to stand watch. That golems had actually chased him in the past worried her, and she wondered if they were doing the right thing, messing with the wall. She silently resolved as well to do whatever she could to make sure everyone walked away in one piece. He called up to the bird, Bevy, who seemed to be using magic of her own on the wall, though she couldn't tell what.

Majora moved forward to give it a try herself, and Tamelyn's ear flicked with amusement at the wolf's persistent use of her nickname. She watched intently as the cub worked her magic, deep in concentration. So focused on watching Majora was she that at first she didn't notice the approach of another wolf, this one wonderfully familiar. At the sound of her name called out, however, Tamelyn turned, spying the other wolf racing out of the darkness. Joy welled up in her chest at seeing her friend again, and she jumped for joy, spindly limbs kicking out haphazardly. "Arkrael!" She trotted forward to meet the wolf, returning her nuzzle and her smile. "We's gonna make the cave light up!" she said excitedly. "We needa break down this wall so water will flow down to the...the doohickey...and then lights will turn on! ...I think." No more endless darkness for them!

Suddenly, a crackling, groaning cacophony came from the wall. Whatever Bevy and Majora had done, it had accomplished something. Tam turned back to face the wall, ears laying back nervously. The individual golems began to break away from the wall, allowing water to spout out, flowing into the dry riverbed. Tamelyn's heart sunk down into her stomach as the creatures collectively turned and began to lumber towards the animals. Her voice was a squeak. "Uh oh..." What had they done?

Tamelyn looked down, feeling wetness flow past her hocks, and realized that the riverbed was filling up. "Get ou' the gully!" she shouted, voice cracking with fear. She raced for Majora, grabbing her shoulder fur and tugging madly. "C'mon!" That dam wasn't going to hold much longer, and while the gradual removal of golems would hopefully relieve some of the pressure, there was a still a whole river behind it. Tamelyn turned and ran, clambering madly up the riverbed's edge, where she waited nervously for the others. She wanted to flee, but at the same time, she had never actually seen golems do more than aimlessly lumber about. If she could just see what it was they did, maybe she could find out if there was really anything to be afraid of. Trying to keep her knees from knocking, Tamelyn stood her ground, watching the rock creatures warily.

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