Magic in the night

Whisper's very short life flashed before her lavender eyes when the plank gave way beneath her paws. Jaws closed around her scruff and hauled her onwards, across the lava and into another room. Being unceremoniously dumped on her butt bought an oof from her lips, her limbs quivering from the adrenalin of their dash, she barely noticed the wetness on her abdomen from the scrape, she certainly couldn't smell the copper of blood over the sulfur.

Catching her breath she realised another challenge was laid out before her. She took a moment to chew the inside of her cheek before heading towards the narrow ledges. She didn't take up much space, and they seemed less imposing than the other options.

“Speech”