Some time away from the North was what the male needed. He loved the Northern lands, but since it had been continuously tainted by weakness well...it was time to find a change of scenery. Which led him to come back here, a place he'd visited once or twice before and he felt solace in the darkness and the warmth of Hell's river. When he would begin his empire, he would choose this place to start...but perhaps somewhere in the outside world first to ensure their survival. The alabaster melt slipped further into the darkness, the heat that radiated from the fiery river set his pelt nearly on fire, but not so much to where he would actually burn. The heat in these summer months was uncomfortable, but he could cool down later in a river or a lake.
It was then after walking quietly for a good while, that he stopped. He gazed about, ears perked as he focused on what it was. "Shut up, Charon!" Odd...someone was down here? Interesting. And by the sounds of it, a young female with some company. Continuing forward, he rounded a bend and followed the flow of the river. It wasn't long until he found a curious looking woman lying upon a small platform. Stopping on the main path that sat beside the lava flow, he gazed curiously at her. Hadn't...he heard her telling someone to shut up? "My, what have we here?"
