If You're Scared Don't Show It

Natha attempted to get closer to the river of magma. She moved gingerly and deliberately until the heat got to be too much for her to take. She tried not to imagine what it would be like to slip and fall in. As much as she hated water at least there was a chance you could survive it. She didn't see how anything could survive the magma.

She heard movement and her head whipped around as a large male wolf appeared. Her fur immediately stood on end but he didn't seem particularly interested in attacking her. "Hell's River. I couldn't tell you why its here though, or what it connects to. My name is Natha, who are you?" He had the scent of pack but it wasn't a pack that she recognized. Not that she knew many packs.