As it turned out, the rickety bridge was every bit of perilous as it looked. While she had gamed some foot confidence in the beginning. It all came crashing down- literally. Though as the guide grabbed her by her scruff to offer stability, her life nearly flashed before her eyes. Once they reached the opposite side, Kiliaen took a deep breath- the sting in her snout a reminder of just how real the danger was. Shaking it off to to the best of her ability, Kiliaen began to tread forward, feeling the heat of being in close proximity to lava seep through her paw pads. And as stiff as he seemed to be, she was deeply appreciative for the company of her guide.
Figuring out a way to advance through the room wasn't an easy task, but eventually, she decided to try and traverse the ledge. It would be difficult ... but she certainly wasn't going to trust the bridge after the first one.
"Kiliaen Ward." OOC. Kiliaen has chosen Dexterity.
