Don't Want A Hit And Run
01-20-2016, 10:32 PM
What a unique place this was. The femme found herself fixed in place by awe of the molten river that flowed. How the fire flowed down a waterfall of it’s own the woman wasn’t sure. It seemed almost tame, but, in trying to edge closer, she had felt the unbearable heat and sensed the danger of it. Was it possible to harness that energy into something useful for the pack? Bernie would stand there for a long time, puzzling over this little fact. If she could then surely that might be worth something, aye? But alas there was nothing she could think of that would allow her to go about this. After tossing a stone within the fire river {and narrowly avoiding the splash of lava that came out instead, the femme decided it was a hopeless endeavor. Still the place was pretty. Bernadette would breathe out a small breath, turning her body and preparing to leave when something caught her eye. Oh? What was this? |