Chione had made her trek deep within her hole. She only came out for food and water, but made a quick escape back in. She didn't want to be spotted. Well not by her father or any of her siblings. She would lay on a large, round platform deep inside this cave, only a little of the lava spreading around it. She slept here most of the time but she had also explored some of the other parts. "Join me darling, jump into the river." Eyes were open slightly as she listened to her voice. He was all she had when she locked herself up in here. She had grown to tolerate him and the others, but he could easily get under her skin. "Sorry your mother couldn't be with us, but who needs that bitch anyway. She disowned you, don't you remember?" Her ears would lay back against her skull lightly, "Shut up, Charon!" She whined quietly but angrily. "She never loved you. I'm the only one that will, baby." Walk "Talk" Think "Charon" "Voices"

Some time away from the North was what the male needed. He loved the Northern lands, but since it had been continuously tainted by weakness well...it was time to find a change of scenery. Which led him to come back here, a place he'd visited once or twice before and he felt solace in the darkness and the warmth of Hell's river. When he would begin his empire, he would choose this place to start...but perhaps somewhere in the outside world first to ensure their survival. The alabaster melt slipped further into the darkness, the heat that radiated from the fiery river set his pelt nearly on fire, but not so much to where he would actually burn. The heat in these summer months was uncomfortable, but he could cool down later in a river or a lake. It was then after walking quietly for a good while, that he stopped. He gazed about, ears perked as he focused on what it was. "Shut up, Charon!" Odd...someone was down here? Interesting. And by the sounds of it, a young female with some company. Continuing forward, he rounded a bend and followed the flow of the river. It wasn't long until he found a curious looking woman lying upon a small platform. Stopping on the main path that sat beside the lava flow, he gazed curiously at her. Hadn't...he heard her telling someone to shut up? "My, what have we here?" "Speech"

Attention would click into the direction of a stranger, a man at that. Hurt and damaged optics shooting through him with defense as she pulled her ears back to her skull but remained laying down. Her stance was still tense, ready to flee or fight if needed but since she had claimed this her home for the time being she wasn't looking to just hop away. "It seems to be that you are the one intruding." She didn't want to sound threatening her voice gentle without a hint that he wasn't welcome. But her eyes were piercing at him. Though her first heat season was over, her scent was probably still stuck on the walls. She didn't want to feel like she was in danger. "Let him feel it, let him hurt. He doesn't belong here, I know what you're thinking." Walk "Talk" Think "Charon" "Voices"