The warmth here was glorious. Growing up in a place that was almost constantly covered in ice and snow made anywhere that had any form of warmth a haven. The silvery princess sighed contently as she settled on a spot near the geyser, soaking in the warmth that radiated from it. She was careful to never get too close just in case it ever erupted it's scalding water, but she was plenty close enough to feel the warmth soak into her bones. This had become one of her favorite places to visit when she had been venturing out on her own. She settled on her haunches, her tail tucked neatly around her, while her split ruby and emerald gaze wandered aimlessly over the land around her. Her ears turned this way and that, not really paying attention to one certain thing. Between the warmth of the geyser and the sun shining down on her silver coat, Athena felt completely thawed from the soon-coming winter's chill. A small smile touched her muzzle as she relaxed, her eyes dipping closed. Speech

Massive paws walked the lands of the unknown. A hiss of noise seemed to rise around him, jets of steaming water rising from the ground every which way at different intervals. His own hiss would leave his maw, though not as heavy or loud as the earth. The beast moved forth, coat near pure ivory save for the lines of black that streamlines his pelt. Black dipped paws and dark tipped ears moved about, guiding his next step. Blue eyes scanned the scenery, though nothing in particular would catch his attention. He was new in these lands, still not having found his family yet nor wind or whisper of them. Even so, they had never been particularly close to begin with. Perhaps he shouldn't even bother, though he had to at least know if they were even in these lands. Steam would suddenly rise up in front of him, his thoughts having distracted him from his wandering steps as he nearly missed being broiled alive by an active geyser. A growl of irritation escaped parted jaws as he walked around it, and it was then through the disappearing mist he would spot a sight he had not expected. A silvery grey figure, sitting near another geyser seemed to indulge in the relaxation this quiet land provided. Curious, he would wander towards her, head slightly lowered, tail level with his spine as he made his approach. She was the first one he would meet in these lands, and he wanted to know where he was. "I hope I'm not intruding, but if you can tell me where I am then I'll be on my way." His voice emanated, deep from his chest. Though he was neither polite nor rude, he simply wanted to know where on earth he was, and yet wanted not to disturb her peace. Speech

With the hiss of the steam around her she didn't notice the sound of paw steps behind her and the moisture in the air she didn't catch his scent till he was right behind her. Her darker colored ears twitched at the sound of the stranger's voice, asking where he was. She would turn her head to look over her shoulder, her split colored ruby and green eyes opening and fixing on the two-toned wolf. Athena would look over him briefly, taking in his unusual markings and his height that towered over her own. At thirty six inches tall, it wasn't often that she met someone that had such a height difference with her. She smirked and stood so she could face him before settling on her haunches once more. "No need to run off so quickly. This place is called Devil's Spout. Not nearly as sinister as the name makes it out to be, though you do need to look out so that you don't get boiled." Athena chuckled, curling her tail around her haunches and over her forepaws. "What's your name?" she asked, her gaze curious. Speech Thought Others

The titan watched and waited mere moments as the smaller girl turned to face him. Cobalt pools beheld nothing, save for a blank stare upon her form. Her eyes were curious, for they were dual-colored. A rarity in his book, for it was unusual for him to see that. It was attractive, in a unique and unusual way. Ears twitched ever so slightly, the only signal he had given to acknowledge that he was listening to her chosen words. Devil's spout? This place doesn't really feel like hell...perhaps not a place for the faint of heart. An amused thought tickled his mind, causing one part of his maw to lift in the smallest of smirks, though for the most part he remained stone still. "I think I am above the death of being 'boiled.'" He responded. He was of divine blood, hot water would not be his death. He would watch her for a few more moments, the girl asking his name in a rather curious manner. And although he thought himself to be above others, he would respond respectfully. Why not satiate the curiosity of a child? "My name is Fenrir Einar Hrodvitnisson. But you may call me Fenrir, it fits me more...especially in these particular parts of the land. Perhaps this might be my new home, a hell-hounds den is after all, in hell with the devil as his master." He would stand at his full height, his self pride and divine right rolling off of him like the sun in the sky. Tail lifted slightly to level with his back, the tip curling just slightly. "And yours?" Speech