Volcanoes... Don't Drop Your Watch

Álarr continued after Jynn as they worked their way around the volcano and Habari's territory. At some point his feet stopped moving and he found himself staring at it.

The mountain loomed dark and ominous, dark plumes of smoke billowed from the top, lit up now and then by a flash of golden lightning. The setting sunlight mixed with the billowing smoke in colors of gold, dusty orange and blood red. He could feel the earth shaking beneath his paws.

Álarr steadied himself and took a deep breath, closing his eyes before looking again. The mountain was still, the sky still blue. The sooner they got around this thing the better.