If You're Going Through Hell

Natha took a few steps back from the molten rivers. It was sweltering down here, especially in her thick coat. She wondered if the levels of this magma river stayed the same all throughout the year or if like regular rivers they would occasional raise and lower. Or perhaps was the river here only because of the recent eruption.

"I don't know. If it's connected to Mount Volkan I have to say I didn't expect it to go all the way out here. I imagine if the veins go this far north then they'd go equally far in all directions. Maybe it's leftover from the eruption and will cool eventually?" She hoped so. She didn't care to see an eruption in person.

She glanced at the young man. Plague? What kind of parents would name their kid Plague? She was starting to wonder about this wolf's home life. "I'm Natha, nice to meet you. Are you from a pack around here?"