Start Over

Inferna's pale form wove through the vibrant explosion of color in the Redbud forest, her wide eyes drinking in the scene around her with hues that mirrored the Nook. The forest was alive in a way she had never experienced before. Vivid pink blossoms blanketed the low shrubs and the slender redbud trees, their brightness stark against the charred remnants of what had come before. The air was warm and sweet with the scent of flowers, carrying an almost electric sense of renewal to the young wolfdog.

For a moment, Inferna paused, her usual guarded demeanor melting away. She tilted her head back, watching petals drift lazily to the ground. It was peaceful here, far removed from the ash-strewn slopes of Mount Volkan or the weight of Elysium's loss. It was hard to imagine a fire once tore through this place, leaving it a barren wasteland long before she was even born.

She padded forward with a bounce in her step, brushing past a cluster of blossoms, her curled tail swishing behind her. This forest felt like a promise - that destruction could give way to something new, something alive.

Inferna huffed softly, "I guess even burnt out trees can start over," she muttered, her gaze sweeping across the pink landscape. "Maybe I can too."

"Speech" - Thoughts