my sisters are the only ones i can count on

Scald looks left and then right, readjusting his paws so they're more stable as he follows Deluge farther up. "Well, there do seem to be some trees here an' there," he nudges his muzzle in the direction toward the far right. A dot in the distance, a smudge of green against the grey landscape. Was there a chance at life here? "If there ain't more rocks, it'll prolly be water an' ice, same as out here," Scald shrugs, still really unsure why Deluge even cared. It was some cold, barren, lame ass island in the north. No one wants to live out here. Continuing to scramble up the slate rocks, he looks up to see that really, they aren't that far off from the top ridge of the bowl.