Stoke the fires of the past

Since looking upon the ivory woman, her gaze rarely left where the stranger was positioned, perhaps to keep her guard off and... well... it's not often you find wolves seeking comforts in a place that looked like hell. Maybe the woman was dangerous... or just liked the sense of danger, either or Adelphie did not quite feel safe yet. When the ivory lady finally spoke, the words kissing at her lobes, like a murmur, but loud enough over the lava river, it wasn't quite what Del was expecting. Did this lady have a wicked past? She was beautiful, that was for sure, but i guess everyone had their secrets. " disturbed...?" She would question, though as it slipped her lips, the purple lady wondered if that was a bad rude, questioning a stranger over their thoughts, if she truly was disturbed Del couldn't imagine what the twisted mind would behold. Briefly, her eyes would trail back to the orange lava below, for a moment forgetting just how dangerous it were. As the woman close to her thought behind, a small smirk would trace Adelphie's lips " Yes... Always thoughtful... I've been exploring the lands, nothing as of yet has really caught my attention and yet, it seems this place has." She would pause, quickly looking back to the woman. " So deadly, but beautiful to look at." Weird huh? For a moment, it would seem Del was peaking about her, and not the river below, what a coincidence.