Drom sees the dark Morir on the beach, one of her ears tilting backwards as she continues looking at the faces. She notices Elsa next, and squeals excitedly. With excitement rushing to her growing smile, she rushes towards her friends. She notices the door next, creepy and strange. She stands and watches as one mare grabs the jawbone and one freezes. Morir simply stand there, feeling the door up the way he had done to her that day that didn't seem so long ago. Jealous, no. Weirded out, perhaps. She would never know the pain of being blind. She had perfect eyesight, and she would not let anyone take this away from her. She stands and watches wondering if there ideas will work. She halts near Elsa, curiously watching. She speaks up softly, a voice so recognizable it's strange. "Maybe we should just leave it alone. It's locked for a reason, and perhaps the bone is foreshadowing a fate you will suffer upon opening the door." She is knowledgable, yes, but she remembers the silver stallion's words about being overly knowledgable. She looks at the ground, feeling ashamed for being the stick in the mud. The safe one. When has she ever been so un-brave? She flattens her ears. Why can't she be the one to open it?

She lets out a snort before she prances closer to the door. "If ya'll are so eager to open it, why not just kick it down and get on with it?" Oh, yes, Drom has indeed taken over the position of offering suggestions, but not doing anything. Elsa moves to kick the frozen spot, perhaps she has decided to do this on her own, but Drom is not going to go in such a brutish manner. She is also not going to pick the lock. Could whatever lives inside be lulled out by a singing voice? She begins to hum slightly, unsure if her friends can hear her through their determination and plans. The tune is dark and sad. She sings it wonderfully, her voice thick and deep. Tunes like the deeper strings of a cello or bass. Though in a good mood, her tune is so sad those around her would think of her as depressed or otherwise. She notices a paint join them and help Elsa kick at the door, Drom ignores him and continues.

ooc:
She seeks a brown dragon with the fire element ability! :3
So, she basically suggests a few ideas and waits to see if their plans work. Without waiting to see if they do, Drom begins humming an extremely sad song, intended to bring whoever is inside the door out.
edit: also, i was unsure if singing was an option :\ so sorry if it isn't!