Iskra
I'm chasing starlight to find it's died away
Admittedly, her clarification is painfully obvious in hindsight, and the quick flash of an embarrassed blush streaks across his cheeks. "[i]Oh,[/i]" he admits with a small laugh at himself that joins the sound that bubbles up from her. "That makes sense, yeah. So not a geologist, just a tanner." He flashes a wolf's smile at that, head tilting faintly as he considers. "Although I bet you could still find a way to carve and hoist your favorite one home if you really wanted. Lava not included though." Which sounds alright by him, but seems like a non-starter for an Ancient.As their focus swaps to his shell-shield and the point of his being here, he beams brighter and agrees, because yes, it is cool. "Thanks!" he grins, puffing up faintly with the praise. "I'm making it after my dad, he was super strong and protected others, so seemed like a good tribute." He shrugs, not overly bothered to speak about his passed father but not delving into all the details unprompted either. "I admit, your guys' fireproofing is enviable," he grins, starting to take more strides deeper into the Climb, glancing after her. "Although I like what I am," and as if in proof, he summons a flaming fish into existence between them, magic humming just beneath his veins, golden and powerful. The amber glow of the fire fish between them is lost to the rest of the Climb's heat and lava, but the little companion of magic swims with a flourish here and there, long, flaming fins trailing out as it makes mindless loops and darting maneuvers.
They continue on into the Climb and it's heat, scaling rocks and leaping down small rises or ledges. Her lay of the land helps guide him through the less familiar place, and her company is easy to keep as they banter about their preferences. Overall, a hike he appreciated and would remember as nice, despite the temperature.[/i]
[FIN]
