Witchy Wolves

Hika carefully made his way over rhe stones, part of him certain that he was about to fall in and perish forever. One step, two steps, amazingly he was making it across. Before he could reach the last step he lost his footing, his heart stopped, and for a moment struggled. Certain that he would meet his doom as the guide helped ro right him. Not fast enough he went without injury, and the koi cried out in pain as his flesh cooked. The feeling of burning nearly had him turned around and retreating had there been a path to take.

So he was forced to continue, silver eyes looking upon the flat stones that beckoned him to the surface. Again trepidation held him, but what else did he have to fear? He would likely die down here anyway. Hikaru took a deep breath as he weighed his options, sure that this time he was truly going to meet his doom. His chest rose and fell as he stepped forward, coiling his limbs as he prepared to leap.

Hikaru chooses strength: jump over the gap.