((Sorry))
Dusty nodded at Micah's suggestion, and he quickly rose to his paws to help the fae up. "Here, lean on me." Dusty offered, halting by her side. He glanced up to see that the rest of the group were heading towards a hole. His ears perked as he heard the wolf and Teegan bickering, but at least they weren't fighting like how Risto and Flak were. Dusty wondered if Flak would actually leave the two felines behind, but he shrugged. The felines were smart, and they could get out of trouble easily--he hoped. Fixing his attention back on the fae, he inched closer so that Micah wouldn't have any trouble on leaning against him.