volkano?

The ground was rough and craggy beneath Maki's paws, fallen trees were ashed over and hollow, giving the territory a very end of the world vibe. She picked her way across it carefully, unable to find any signs of life as she peeked about, recalling the stories she'd heard about this place. Her daddy hadn't gone into great detail about it, had said his family- like waaay before he was even born- used to live below the volcano but had been driven away when it erupted. Hence, all the ruin and all that. She paused as she tilted her head skywards, imagining big flaming chunks of rock falling from the sky like hail, a pillar of smoke that blocked out the sun and the thunderous rumble of the ground shaking beneath her paws. It'd make for an amazing action piece in one of her stories, she thought, could imagine herself running as fast as her willowy legs would allow. The drama, the urgency!