Deserter's gaze lingers on the ghosts of coursers seemingly walking through the walls around him,keeping his eyes from his own path while he tilts his big rabbit like ears in response hearing the cries of the smaller foals in the shape of ghosts that had probably died all alone..and now looking for their long lost mothers. Feeling his fox companion strife between his front hoof all hidden behind a curtain of hoof fur that was leading far up his shoulders and his body making him look more furry and friendly than his cold gaze matched with it all.
He sighed to himself before tilting his head and looking back for the courser who was sent to come with him due to his impulsive actions and easily getting angry and Savannah was not gonna have any of her son getting into trouble. Staring down the older veteran courser soon walking up behind himself and he rolls his eyes but it was something that was hard to see under his bushy brow but Crispin didnt seem to mind, they had run into these kinds of coursers before making it a easy trip for him to deal with even if he felt tired of these young and naive foals but Deserter's stubborn and gentle anger towards the mere idea of not being alone was refreshing to him.

''Come on now,if we continue forward we can get through the next tunnel before the lava runs over it again..its unpleasent the hotter our hoofs have to deal with'' Crispin mentions and Desert grunts in response before nodding softly in a subtle reaction just to let Crispin know that he had heard his words and he continued forward..but the constant ghouls going around their sides made it hard to keep an eye on where he was walking and of course this will lead to a disaster.
Deserter jumps as he hears the squels of what he thinks is his own fox companion,worried he had stepped on their tail and started to stress and look for his fox friend but much to his suprise he had stepped on a rats tail that squeled out,biting his fur in response and Deserter huffed trying to throw it off of him but in this tangle with a rat he slips over a rope,the rope stringing and tugging with his hoof badly and as the sudden burst of flames light up infront of the both coursers the rat lets go and runs off.

''Damn it..CRISPIN-''
''I hear you Deserter just jump-''
The puck shouts but soon the loud noise of the blazing fire makes it impossible to hear eachother,helpful or not he had to get through and he grabbed his foxfriend by the tight cape they were wearing in the same colour of green like the puck himself and soon they were flying,flying over the flames in hopes of making it over, seeing the white coat of Crispin before him on the path he felt abit more of hope than before while he lands and the two alongside holding onto his fox friend take off before any more traps could end up tripping them