Into the Dark

Kaprasíus had been gone for these lands far too long. It was hard to shake the feeling of nostalgia as he made his return, creeping through the darkness of night like a specter. He was happy to take advantage of the dim shadows to hide his lanky figure as he moved, the scent of ash and brimstone reaching his flaring nostrils. It was warm here, warmer than he expected - his tongue lolled from the side of his mouth as he panted softly. The increasing humidity seemed a sign of a coming storm, and coupled with the warmth emanating from the ground, he wondered why he'd chosen to explore this place at all.  

A spark of lightning in the distance caught his attention, his single-orbed gaze snapping upward to search the skies. It briefly illuminated the lands, revealing the inky black soil and charred rock beneath his paws. These lands were strange, and far from what he remembered, though truthfully he'd spent much of his time in the northern parts of Boreas rather than this southern continent. Still, it somehow felt like home, even despite the sulfuric scent that hung heavy in the air. Jǫrmungandr seemed less receptive to the scent, and the green viper slithered more tightly against the fur of his neck, her preferred resting spot. She hissed in protest, though he mumbled something loud but incoherent to silence her.

The faint silhouette of another wolf had caught his attention, and his immediate interest wasn't in scaring off the stranger - and he knew Jǫrmungandr wasn't exactly the most receptive to other wolves. Or anyone at all, for that matter. The unfamiliar wolf seemed to be lingering near the edge of the volcanic lake, staring down into the abyss, and he couldn't help but crack a lopsided grin as he took a few unsteady steps closer to her.  "Are you finding whatever it is you're looking for?" He called out in his usual drawl, slightly sing-song and tinged with a faint accent that was hard to place. "Or do you require some assistance?" He swore he heard his friend snicker as she unfurled herself slightly to peer into the dim light at Naamah with her beady eyes, tongue flicking out as she too tested her scent.