Fire Inside

Dusk was old enough and skilled enough to wander. To explore. When returning from the meeting with Heidinn, the dark girl had broken off from the rest of the group, following her paws to a strange and wonderous place. Up, up, up the mountainside she went, having caught sight of a strange formation from down below. It looked like one of the etchings on the walls of the castle and she her curiosity won out and she had to investigate.

The day was waning as the obsidian wolf made her way into the cavern at the top of the mountainous cliffs. She arrived just in time to see the last rays of sunlight set a pool of water red with flame. A soft gasp pulled from the young woman as her gaze locked upon water that was just as fiery as her own eyes. It was breathtakingly beautiful, but it was over too quickly. As the sun shifted, the cave darkened once more, leaving Dusk blinking against the black spots that had filled her vision due to so much light.

Collecting a few stray pieces of wood that she'd seen further down the path, Dusk made a small fire in the cavern, settling down beside the water, just at the edge of the 'dragon's' stone tail. The antlered fae settled down, curling her paws in against her chest much like a cat. She would move out and make her way back home in the morning. For now, she would enjoy this place that seemed relatively untouched by others.

"Dusk Carpathius"