The Unraveling - It Burns

Tarnish gripped onto his tree, claws sinking in deep as the earth shook violently once more. It reminded him of the earthquakes that shook their land when the spires rose up. Except this one felt closer, much closer. Well, he couldn't just ignore that. Calling his companions Tarnish scrambled up the tree to gather his things. Making sure he had his armor and weaponry he shimmied down the tree and onto the earth.

As he wandered toward the source of the quakes, the Barren Hills, he didn't see spires but instead wafts of smoke rising into the air. What the hell? When he arrived he could barely make sense of what he was seeing. In the center of a massive ring of molten rock was a worm. A giant fucking worm! He couldn't even contemplate how that thing was alive, how it seemed to be right at home in the molten rock.

Tarnish had no intention of tangling with that thing until he saw is sister Siduri as well as two of the young pups. Well fuck… he couldn't just stand there gawking. His obsidian claws slipped from his paws, his hackles raising as the ring of quicks around his neck stood on end and ready. Tarnish caught sight of a jagged, smoldering stick. Grabbing it in his jaws he stood perpendicular to the worm. He stretched his neck back and whipped his head sharply to the side to send the sharp end of the stick sailing toward the base of the worm's head.