sirena

The ivory female traveled at a swift pace across the hot ashen domes, her long legs carried her to the warm place. It was already point-blank hot being that it was summer, but the Ashen Domes really heated it up and Sirena felt the heat already taking its toll. But Sirena shifted to the outskirts of the Domes, where the temperature was lower then the heartland of this place. Sirena clamoured up at mound of rocks, jagged pieces swipping the hardy flesh on her paws. Sirena looked around the place, looking at a fault line just yards away. Sirena gave a short breath of relief, knowing she could've fallen to her death then and there. Sirena sat down on a flat granite stone, yawning slightly as pumice clung to her pelt. She had no reason in being here, or it had become obvious. But Sirena would figure out a reason to be here.