Soul on Fire

Drífa turned to the boy and quickly noticed the fearful expression on his face. She couldn't blame him. She could feel her own heart pounding in her chest as her mind raced. She didn't know much about volcanic eruptions and she had no idea if the cave was stable enough to be deemed safe or if they were sheltering in an eventual death trap. Drífa was about ask for the young man's name when another woman dove through the cavern opening. She scowled at the woman's glib comment but resisted the urge to say something back as the ground rumbled once more. This was definitely not good.

"What is going on? What happened? Where is my sister?"

Drífa felt a pang in her heart. Spirits, the boy had family out there!  "The volcano is agitated. I saw sparks flying from its mouth and the ground started shaking. There's lava and I… it might be erupting. I don't know for sure." Brynhildr rustled her feathers and nodded in agreement. "It could just be a disturbance, it might pass…"

Drífa hoped that were true. "I'm sorry, child, I didn't see anyone else out there. Could you tell me her name and what she looks like? Perhaps my raven, Brynhildr can take a quick look outside." It was the best she could offer though she hoped the raven would be careful. There was likely dangerous substances filling up the air even as they spoke.