"Speech" thoughts actions ooc. this gets a bit graphic, I'm sorry. Didn't intend for that, but I couldn't stop myself D: There was something to be said for how easily she found it in herself to head down into the darkness, and even more for the fact that she remained, despite the river of magma slowly churning across the stone by her feet. Her her whiskers were probably being singed off as she approached, but it didn't really bother her. The celestial titan was quite curious to see why the magma hadn't simply burned through the rock, or melted it along it's path. Pacing the length of the cavernous space, she regarded the strange occurrence. The gods were very odd sometimes, allowing such oddities to remain upon the earth, in little places here and there. It made for interesting discoveries, and even better stories later in life. Seating herself upon the warm rock near the floe of lava, she watched it move curiously. These odd little things were her favourite, they were endless mysteries that, no matter how hard she tried, could not be puzzled out. with a small smile, she watched the undulating movement of the liquid rock. If she stuck a paw in there, it would be incinerated, bone eaten away within seconds. Yet, she wondered. Searching the cavern, she sought something specific. Nothing that should logically be there, but she searched for it nonetheless. A small squeak in the corner of the cavern drew her, and she found a malnourished, half dead rat. Moronic thing probably came here looking for a meal, and hadn't been smart enough to leave. Regardless, her quarry had been found. As she plucked it up in her jaws, the galactic woman gagged on the taste of it. This thing was rancid, diseased. She was going to have to wash her mouth out as soon as she left. It squealed ceaselessly as she ambled across the rock floor, heading toward the magma flow. Her interest had been piqued, and no one would miss one sickly rat, right? Any logical being might have been abhorred by what she was thinking, but the starry goliath was merely intrigued. Without further thought, she hurled the beast into the glowing river of death. It screamed as soon as it made contact, and practically melted within seconds. "Pa toa beše mentalno luzni otkolku što mislev deka ḱe bide." Husky lyrics muttered coldly, blinking as the flaming remains disappeared from sight.

That first little taste of freedom had left her wanting more. Integra found herself straying farther and farther from Imperium and the beautiful summer weather was perfect for herb hunting. She was beginning to acquire quite the storage and with instructions from Kassander her knowledge was growing rapidly. The girl was growing quickly as well into a towering woman nearly 39" in height and filling out quite nicely. She paused as a band of pitch black, broken earth caught her brilliant magenta gaze. Curiosity drove her forward as did the scent of a recent passing. Now who on earth would want to go into that blackness? Integra repositioned the plants in her mouth for a moment before curiosity pulled her down into the abyss and the sweltering heat of a glowing river of fire. Fur stood on end. What in the hell? Then she saw the woman. Far more massive than any other wolf she'd ever seen with a coat that looked as though it had been cut out of the night sky and draped about herself like a shawl. She was stunning. So stunning in fact that Integra could only stand there staring in shock. "Speech"

Attention would slowly shift to a presence in the cavern, a petite girl with herbs locked in her jaws and a stunned expression on her face. A quizzical look would cross the features of the femme for a moment, but it evaporated just as quickly. Right, she looked funny to these natives. A small smile was offered, and she approached the smaller female slowly. Crown would fall between her shoulders, pale amethyst gaze locked upon the other. "Zdravo, mladi eden." She murmured softly, smiling gently. She was feeling calm today, contented. The presence of another would be welcome, despite the annoyance of her inability to speak with anyone who lived in these lands at all. She would halt a few paces from the lass, watching her expression. It was always a worrying thing, meeting the natives. Some dropped to their knees in awe, others were threatened by her presence, and some questioned her status as a deity. It was getting irritating, but such things couldn't be helped, it seemed. Blinking a few times, she waited patiently. This little one wasn't so little, though she still wasn't near the celestial dame's own immense stature. She had very pretty eyes, too. Akin to her own, in a way. Though, her pelt was far from exceptionally beautiful. This place would never cease to amaze her, with it's bland wolves who still varied greatly in coat. They were simple, but no two seemed to be the same. A strange kind of oxymoron, but she had grown used to it. "Speech" Sessy as hell manip courtesy of the lovely Fox!

The beautiful woman would offer her a smile and speak but the language was unknown to Integra. She wasn't quite sure what she should do so she offered a soft smile before leaning down to rest her herbs gently on the ground. "Hello." She paused for a moment before continuing. "My name is Integra, what's your name?" She gestured to herself as she stated her name before gesturing to the woman. "You're really pretty." She couldn't help herself, she had to say it but she was uncertain whether the woman would understand or not. Oh well, she could try at least to make a bit of conversation. Though it was awfully spooky down here. She was curious why the woman wanted to climb down here in the first place but she couldn't think of how she could ask that and get it across. "Speech"

The smaller femme would place the herbs in her maw upon the heated stone floor before she would offer a greeting. That was something easy enough to understand, despite her painfully limited knowledge of the common tongue. Then would follow an introduction, simply said- thankfully. Integra, it sounded similar to a name one might hear in her own homeland. It brought a tiny bit of nostalgia to the galactic behemoth, who smiled softly. She really did miss home, despite the whole ordeal involving her sacrifice. Home was known, and she didn't have to suffer through the ever annoying language barriers that stymied her here. A query was posed, as to her own name, and a comment as to her appearance. The cosmic titan would smile, amethyst eyes sparkling. "Caia." Her husky lyrics would offer in reply to the initial inquisition. In reference to the compliment, she would dip her head politely and murmur a soft "Thank you." that was very obviously butchered by her thick accent. The she wolf spoke so simply, it was wonderful. More often than not, she ran into eloquent wolves who wanted to bludgeon her mind with complicated greetings and varied dialects. Simple was how she liked things right now. Attention would shift to the herbs that had been discarded upon the stone, brow quirking gently as her gaze returned to the features of the other wolfess. "Those are what?" Hesitant melodies would ask, nodding to the varied foliage. She really needed to learn what the native plants had to offer, if she would be in any way useful at this point. Her brother was even more reckless than she was, and the gods only knew she'd need to treat quite a few injuries on his part. Ria would probably just hurt herself trying to follow, or getting lost somewhere. Even worse, her jovial attitude could get her into trouble. She trusted too easily. Caia and her brother weren't always there to protect her, despite their efforts. "Speech" Sessy as hell manip courtesy of the lovely Fox!

Integra smiled. "Caia, that's a pretty name." The woman definitely didn't seem to be from the lands of Alacritis but that said, Integra hadn't really wandered all that far and didn't know for sure. Integra wished she knew how to speak the other woman's native language so that the other would feel more comfortable and Integra could learn all sorts of new things! However, she didn't know anything of any language other than her own. Caia would gesture to the plants Integra had gathered, asking what they were. Integra rested a paw delicately on the fronds of violet flowers. "Fireweed." A lovely plant that started to bloom in the midst of summer. By the time of the first snow fall it would be completely bedecked in beautiful colors… just in time for the snow to smother it. It was beautiful but sad at the same time. "For sore throat, digestion… er… stomach…" Integra gestured to her throat and her stomach, feigning pain. "And bleeding." She wasn't quite sure how to refer to that word without injuring herself so she just let it slide. "Are you a healer?" ""

"Speech" thoughts actions The smaller lass brushed her pallid toes lightly over the violet blooms, glancing down at them as she did. A strange word left her mouth, the name of this herb. "Fire... weed?" The celestial behemoth repeated slowly, tone rising at the end to make sure she'd pronounced it right. The other explained slowly what the herb was used for, gesturing as she spoke to make sure that her points got across. Throat pains, stomach problems and.. bleeding. That sounded familiar, but she would have to ask Ria about what it meant, just to be sure. She nodded solemnly, humming quietly. Gaze would fix upon the foliage, committing it to memory. Mith had a bad habit of eating things he shouldn't sometimes, so it would definitely be helpful. At a question from the violet eyed lass, she glanced back up. Healer? That was a funny word. "What healer does mean?" She asked, question completely garbled by her inability to remember which words went where in the moment. A small frown would crease her features. Haunches would come to rest upon the ground, making herself comfortable in the deep orange light of the heated cavern. She was quite content to have a conversation with the other female, and was gleaning quite a bit of information as it were. It was pleasant, nothing like the problematic conversations with some of the natives who blabbered on with complicated words she didn't know and expect her to completely understand what was being said there. It was like being a child all over again.

Integra hoped her words were getting across, it was the first time she'd every run across a wolf that didn't speak the same language she did and she couldn't help but feel like a bit of an idiot. She also felt a pang of pity for the other woman. She couldn't imagine wandering a land where no one understood what she was saying. What healer does mean? Integra blinked and thought for a moment. How best to explain a healer? "Umm… a healer… fixes wounds. Makes hurt better." Hopefully that was enough of an explanation. Curiosity suddenly bubbled up as she gazed at the mysterious woman. "Where are you from? What language do you speak?" ""