Surroundings

The ascent continued and soon enough they were standing upon the lip of the mountain. Auðr was almost surprised by the heat they could feel, though they were not eager to lean over the edge they could see the lava level wasn't that close, it sat deep in the earth still and yet there was a strong warm air current blasting up from within. They tilted their head towards the yearling as he continued to speak and Auðr couldn't help but snort at the words. Frankly any pack that settled itself in the shadow of the volcano was foolish and evidently had reaped what they had sown... What that said about their brother's choice of lands Auðr could not say. They knew that ash often led to fertile land but they could not imagine that outweighed the risk of an active volcano. Still that was good to know, something Auðr tucked away in the back of their mind to let their brother know, it was always wiser to prepare for that possibility and not need it than to be caught unawares.

It seemed neither of them had much more to add and Auðr frankly took a few extra steps back from the edge. The young man introduced himself and Auðr did their best to try and file that name away, it was hard to keep track of names with so many sounds they still struggled to figure out. "Auðr Trygg." They responded, not bothering to soften their own native tongue when it came to their name. "My brother has claimed the nearby mountains, so I am making sure we are familiar with the other territories around here." Auðr gestured towards the west, the snow capped peak of the mountain clearly visible. "That this volcano is not dead is good information."

"Speech"