Her loud bouts of noise seemed to have attracted an audience. How lovely. Dinye was licking herself dry, shaking out the water from her pelt as best she could. Luckily she wasn't a huge creature so this wouldn't take long. In the meantime, her blue eyes moved to tall glass of snowmelt that came in her direction. Followed by a very smoky looking companion. Never better. Just you know, a small wolf falling from completely out of the sky. Don't mind little old me.

She gave a smirk, tail now nearly dry and fluffing up into a puffy mess. That would have to get fixed later. Where in the world am I any way? Looking around, this place didn't seem familiar to her at all. But in some ways it didn't remind her of the many tropical areas she had visited before finding Petra and the others. Funny how life seems to pluck little memories out of you when you least expect it. It was really annoying.