volkano?

This place brought nothing of interest to her. As far as she could see, black slate stretched out before stretching up to the sky. And while it was summer, she could feel an unusual heat radiating beneath her paws. Calliope isn't sure if she enjoys it yet. She can't place why it feels like this and would rather be anywhere else but here. Except she has nowhere to go, nowhere to be, so why not be here? Grumbling under her breath, she is surprising when a scent of wolf is wafted over to her through the acrid scent.

Blinking, she looks about until she finds the other girl. Was that a daydreaming look upon her face? Hm, interesting. Approaching at a slow pace, Calliope wonders what she should do. Be nice? Cordial? Mean? Ruthless? Attack, perhaps? Too aggressive? Her gaze flicks around, the slate beneath them is a bit too slippery, not the ideal place for a battle. Hmph, fine, cordial at best, but not nice in the least. "Has anyone ever said you resemble a cow? Because you quite look like one," there's an impish giggle to her tone as she stops a few feet from Maki, lips pulling up into a smirk.

"Speech"