Its really there

Summer time seemed to have made this place silent. Voodoo took in a deep breath of the cool air. In the north even with the sun the geyser was frozen over. Where normally water would spew like a spectacle, it lay as a bubbling mass of ice. Voodoo inspcted it carefully with her eyes. Turning her head behind her where the island was.

"I wonder what sort of herbs may grow here." if any at all. Voodoo frowned, this land was beautiful sure, but the rocky icy ground was barren. Her tail flicked in slight irritation.