I'm too hot (hot damn)

Part of Leto was pissed off at herself. Somehow her generally-southward path had taken a sharp turn elsewhere, and she found herself not only far northward of where she'd intended to be going, but completely lost. Sure she wasn't a navigator as such, but no woods-wise hunter should have been able to get herself so thoroughly lost unless she was trying to, which she most assuredly WASN'T. Yet here she was, in the far north, freezing her ass off when she should have been warm and getting fat off the abundant prey in Auster.

Suddenly, her forward motion checked as she felt... heat. Not the sort of heat that led to pups, luckily, since she had JUST stopped feeling THAT sort of heat. No, warmth, and the faint glow in the night's darkness that was vaguely reminiscent of fire without the flickering.

Curious, the night-coated bitch trotted cautiously towards the glow, finding herself gradually in a cave leading down into the ground. The glow grew brighter, in a sullen, roiling way, and the heat grew quickly more intense the more she descended, until she abruptly found herself by the side of... a river?

But not a river of water. No, this was a river of fire, of molten rock that roiled and ran with dark chunks of almost-solid volcanic rock. Leto stared into the hot river with fascination, her blood-red eyes reflecting the glare of the fire. Slowly she lowered herself to the hot, solid rock near the river until her belly rested on it and the heat soaked into her dark coat, never taking her eyes off the wild and dangerous sight before her.