To and through the heart

She was interested in the spikes rising from the ground, at first. Her head bowed to them, and her snout roamed with tiny motions as she sniffed and gathered as much information as she could. But the stone pillars smelled of minerals and that was all; the water flowing by her paws was chilled and clear, but held a strange aroma to it. Salamander was not so bold as to taste it, even if she knew it was fed by the lake outside. The woman followed the sound of the water, watched the pale light catch upon the fluid, and soon enough she was striding through the deep dark of the cave's belly. If the lake had found a way in to this place, surely it had found a way out?

Salamander was dismissive of the glowing plants - not that she'd seen anything so surreal before, she just did not see the moss as being helpful for her goals at the moment - and found her way to the other side of the massive room, weaving between spikes and avoiding a few large pools of standing water (which likely became caught between the rocks during a flood of the lake, or some such event). When she reached the other wall, she began to inspect it as well -- and found multiple corridors similar to the entry.

With a low grunt, she tried to garner the male's attention - and then she lifted her head, trying to find him in the darkness. At least one of these would lead outside again, she was sure. But there were... Four? Or five? Too many, and of varying sizes. They would need to split up and follow different portions of the underground river.