"If it's not one thing, it's always some other bullshit."

An ear twitched, because now he could identify steps from water dropping and loose rock shifting- which honestly didn't make him feel any safer here if rocks were shifting. Soil loose, place was a death-trap even if it was registering firmly this was a dream. Didn't make it less dangerous, just meant they'd pop out of it after some trauma of dying in a dream.

Shit stuck —

A hand still placed against the wall, claws pressed as a large fluffy tail curled behind him, free hand pulled at one of the long wolfish ears -and letting his own light help highlight the weird appearance, eyes shining blue in the dark. "I'm good, and because I'm suddenly furry I can at least tell this is some damned dream. My damn luck I get thrown in to them like this at times." Some holdover from the other world, so he guessed.

Ears flicked backwards a bit, moving the light and- well, there was a branch off tunnel behind him, along with a dead end. "Probably got some Noctaere activity in here. I can hear something laughing from deeper in."