It's Been Awhile... [Ifrit]

Heavy set paws carried the two toned dame over the unfamiliar terrain. Onyx orbs peered out of her cranium at the thick molten rock. Was this what their once prosperous land had turned too? She had spent a season already in this unfamiliar land and the prospect of moving again was about as appealing to her as a dive in the lava itself. She was sick of having no control over where she had made her home. Hell she was sick of mother nature. First the water then the lava. Lightning and wind were the only elements that had not yet interfered with her life. She knew all too well that the packs of the old Alacritis had reestablished themselves here, but she was reluctant to rejoin them. She was so utterly sick of being uprooted and moved... perhaps she was merely growing a touch more bitter in her older age. She was leaning towards joining Seracias ranks. They seemed like decent enough souls and God knows she adored Maverick. She wished she could have seen her own pups grow. She shook such thoughts from her head, half wishing her amnesia would take the memories of her mate and her pups.

She glided with ease along the ebony rocks, her onyx eyes, a mirror image of her surroundings missed nothing she took in the destroyed earth, the ashes, the scattered, buried remnants of life this place was a tomb, nothing more and nothing less. Her thin legs carried her to the edge of the volcano, her onyx orbs reflecting the bubbling lava beneath her. It seemed so harmless, docile. It was incredible to think such a vibrant shade of red could cause such horrific damage. The scent of sulfur and the heat made her eyes water and her nose tingle.

A familiar scent, one she had not encountered in quite some time danced among the sulfur and her head turned, the familiar massive frame lumbering towards her. She watched him, onyx eyes keen and dark as his thick musculature rippled with every step he took. She wondered if he was still with Glaciem, they had still been on that old island when she had last seen him.