On Our Own

Hari leaned up against one of the scraggly trees and lightly scratched his side before sniffing the ground. "Yea, I don't think its too toxic but I don't really see how anyone could live here comfortably. There doesn't seem to be any signs of prey." He wandered toward a small pool of water, bending down to sniff it before wrinkling his nose. "Everything smells metallic. I wonder if some sort of metal deposits are responsible for this."

The temperature was cooler than he'd expect for this area but again, that wasn't surprising. The volcano made it cooler everywhere. He imagined when the effects of the volcano had passed the temperature here would be as hot and sweltering as other barren areas in the west.