No Courser in this motley crew is especially thrilled about working together it seems.

It's all a mistake, really, an accident, that they're here now, going deep, deep into the heart of the dungeons in search of treasure. Foxchaser and Furia were there first, searching corridor after corridor and room after room, looking for shiny things or interesting clues, as they usually do. They stumbled upon Venus sometime later, deeper into the dungeon. The puck seemed lost and desperate for help - so much so that they managed to ignore Foxchaser's snarky remarks about their own appearance (like how weird and ugly Venus' long droopy ears looked, and how Foxchaser has never seen a courser this short, despite being quite short themselves, and how gloomy Venus is and "When was the last time you tried untangling your mane?" and so on and so forth) just to not be left alone in the dungeon.

Fox siblings weren't too excited about this, but fine - the sad pathetic excuse of a courser can tag along with them. For now.

Venus kept asking in that gloomy, emotioneless voice that drove Foxchaser insane why are they going deeper into the caverns instead of out, but never got their answer - the puck just seemed content to not be alone again, even if the company wasn't really pleasant. Furia and Foxchaser mostly talked between themselves, with Venus lollygagging somewhere behind them, trying to match the siblings' pace and not get lost again. It's better to tag along some rude coursers than be lonely, Venus decided.

Arachne was a very unwelcome surprise - but a needed one if they really wanted to ever get out of the dungeon again. Neither Furia nor Foxchaser would ever admit to getting lost in the dungeons, not them, not the great adventurers, the esteemed pair of dungeon delving siblings, but an old witch like Arachne saw through them instantly. Being in a good mood she decided to help the party out, getting them out of her caverns. Like lambs to slaughter, these three. But it was quite amusing watching the siblings argue about the directions and be wrong about it.

They stop briefly in an old cavern filled with all kinds of weird scrolls and what looks like blueprints upon an equally old workbench. There's only one entrance to the room - a dead end, it seems. "Oh, ain't that sweet, a dead end at the end of the corridor. And pray tell, o' great witch," Foxchaser's snort is dripping with venom and sarcasm, but Arachne keeps smiling, slowly turning to look at them. "what exactly are we supposed to do now? You led us right into your lair to gobble us up, didn't you, you old hag?"

"Don't give me ideas, child", a breathy chuckle escapes Arachne's mouth; her voice soft and almost playful, but lined with what seems to be a threat. A crow sitting on her withers croaks, head twisted, looking straight into Foxchaser's eyes. They shiver - the witch sees it and smiles. "Besides, you're far too skinny to be worth any effort, you and your sister both, not even mentioning the rabbit look-a-like" Venus doesn't seem to even register her words.

"... if anything," Arachne turns around, taking a few steps closer to Foxchaser. She's not the tallest courser they've seen, but she still towers over them, her stringy mane dragging against the stone floor, eyes piercing into the fox's soul. "if you end up getting eaten by a cave-dwelling witch, that's on you for following her deeper into the caves, don't you think? And here I thought foxes were supposed to be smart and cunning, silly me!"

"Back off before I make you, witch!" Before Arachne gets too close, Furia steps in in-between her and her sibling, snorting angrily, red ears pinned back and tail swishing to her sides.

Arachne doesn't even flinch, just raises her head slightly, smile ever growing on her face. "Cute." The crow croaks what sounds like an insult. "Feisty little thing your sister is, isn't she?" The dark mare keeps talking to Foxchaser. They take one more back. They bump into Venus on accident, and that's what startles them.

A shocked bray escapes the puck's mouth; Venus bumps into the wall, completely by accident as well and backs away from the said wall just as fast, looking shy and ashamed of themself. Something clicks; the room falls silent, the weird sound echoing off walls. The room starts to shift. It feels claustrophobic, like the walls are closing in, and Furia and Foxchaser both bolt to the exit, but it's no use - before they reach it, the chamber rotates completely. The exit is long gone.

There are now four, right in front of them, each leading to a completely different place deep in the dungeons, probably. Arachne seems pleased; she steps closer to one of the exits, like she knows exactly where she's going, like she's done it a hundreds if not thousands of times before, like she new this secret chamber by heart. Foxchaser wants to say something, oh, they really do, she can see it on their face, but they keep their silence.

"Oh, don't just stand there now, sweethearts. Let's go" the witch's voice is so disgustingly sweet Foxchaser wants to vomit. Arachne's crow croaks, the sound echoing off walls of the corridor she chooses; she soon dissapears, ditching her makeshift party, it seems. What prompts her to choose this exact one - since they all look and smell the same - Foxchaser nor Furia have no idea.

Furia nudges her sibling's face gently. "Hey, look, I'm- I'm not happy about following some cursed witch into the caves neither, but... she looks like she knows the way, so... let's follow" she says. Foxchaser only snorts and trots right behind Arachne, catching up quick. Venus stands there, somewhere, next to a wall, listening. Furia doesn't give them as much as a second glance, following her sibling into the dark corridor.

Venus follows after hesitating just a bit. Oh, sweet Galatea, what have they got themselves into?