Cinder's grumbles were testament enough that the pair were becoming frustrated by the lack of an answer to the Whispering walls. There was no sign of any other rcourser or beast, not even a cave crawler or slime to distract them from their pursuit. Just the constant, maddening gibberish of voices just out of reach.

The tunnel they were travelling down had finally widened to a cave, and certain they'd find another room, Cinder and Pauge had loped off to follow the wall, frustration increasing when the voices started to get quieter before even the hint of a hole in the stone.

They paced back, the noise growing steonger until Cinder sat at the point where it resumed its normal volume, watching as Paige tested the theory before sitting herself down with a huff. "Cave ghosts?" She asked, tilting her head to better look at Cinder when she chuffed her agreement.

A sigh from the courser, before she was standing and looking around the cave, the voices still present but now ignored since their mystery wouldn't be solved unless they started destroying the stone they were trapped in... and even then. She had her doubts about finding anything but ... well... stone behind.

She didnt move with any caution, trotting towards the centre of the cave and relying on Cinder's observation skills to warn of any danger - which happened far sooner than Paige had expected - a sharp, yelping sound that demanded Paige stop immediately.

The reason was quickly apparent, the cave floor falling splitting in two, the other side too far to jump even with sufficient run-off and a conveniently placed bridge about three paces to her left.

Now, being raised in the dungeons meant most coursers knew not to trust any of the "conveniently placed" objects lying around, mimics too often made them their homes, or they were some substitute for something else equally horrible.

Most coursers being every one of Paige's siblings except her, who instead saw everything as an opportunity, and negative experiences as simply lessons. Theoretically, her wolf partner would counteract this, adding some sensibility where some were reckless or some playfulness to those who were too serious.

But with most things Paige did, she and Cinder weren't quite up to "standard" expectations.

Which is why both wolf and horse were manouvering themselves into their tether harnesses, anchoring themselves together with a simple, short lead and metal clip (one of the basic gear items expected of all tribe members who ventured out of the home caves) and then proceeded to trot over to the bridge without a word to eachother.

The bridge was slightly more precarious, the strange material surprisingly grippy beneath Paige's hooves, but not quite... well... flat. Cinder had less trouble, crouching as she moved across the bridge just slightly ahead of Paige - leading the way but being careful to only go at a pace the courser could match.

They were very nearly accross, Paige about to comment to Cinder about why the bridge continued to extend so far forward when the gap was all but finished when the bridge started to move.

The bulk of it started tipping down behind them, though the motion was smooth, and though she was facing the wrong way for it, Paige found she could kind of angle her self and crouch a little and she didn't feel as though she were about to fall - though she was not game to move at all as she spotted the dozen or so appendages sprouting from the side of her bridge. Dozens were actually thousands, though the legs (turns out she was on a giant fricken millipede) meant that the body kept rather level as they crawled back the way Paige had travelled.

In front of her, Cinder was crouching lower, claws gripping the ground below her (though it was clear the strange material was actually the armoured carapace of the gigantic insect) as she sought to anchor herself during the strange motion.

They were going down - and Paige thanked the alphas that the millipede had apparently found a nice little slope to travel - it meant that while she wasn't comfortable particularly considering the direction she was facing, she was able to stay in place, and once the millipede stopped travelling downwards and there was solid ground beneath them, she was confident she'd be able to step off.

For now though, she was stuck into the millipede had found some wider section to travel through.