Wet fire, have you ever seen such a thing?

Daenerys Draco, first of my name


the day was long and it finally grew dark out. the indigo sky stretched miles over her head while the moonlight shined down on her path with subtle illumination. but her own red glow did the job well-, her glowing talons paving a clear path to follow: one that ended near sulfur springs. pools of three steaming with hot fog that beckoned her lithe body forward. to enjoy something.

she had yet to find something more substantial for her. a home, of course. but for now the red fae would take time off from the constant hunting and searching. perhaps she could set camp here.. so with that thought, the slender female came to approach the stony walls of the natural hot tub. her red glow reflecting on the surface of the water as it bounced off the glinting rocks. it looked surreal and magnified her ethereal effect as she slowly stepped in. the pool would then waver & shine with vibrant crimson light as she seemingly lit the entire body of water up. the fog even turning a faint scarlet in the air.

she shudders, a soft ragged breath leaving her mouth as her red lips parted. seeping in, she allowed her body to sink into a calm recline, her head being thrown up gently as she savored the feeling of warm water all around her body. she sighed, closing her eyes and allowing the peace of mind to take over her.




Daenerys talks/Isis talks ─ "Think"