Legends Greater than Rumors (Open) Aug 14, 2019 0:56:02 GMT -6
Post by Zriracha on Aug 14, 2019 0:56:02 GMT -6
PL Upon Entry: 20,000
In the small time that Zriracha had been on planet Earth, traveling from settlement to settlement and even enjoying the rough wilderness of its harsher climates, she found that arid deserts and heated climates were among her favorite. Perhaps it was due to the similarities it shared with her home, or possibly because she enjoyed the heat upon her back as she eased her way through the sands. It certainly stood to reason that it didn’t quite make sense as to why she would return to her least preferred biome. There was only one reason…
Fighting against the frigid winds and biting cold, a lone figure would be reaching a small lay of land that was encamped part-way up the mountain. She was wrapped tightly in a blanket- the same one she’d been given by villagers nearby to Jingle Village. She was clothed from the element in all but her legs – her fur doing the job well enough in the blizzard. Once she’d reached the small expanse of flat area, used apparently as a camp once before, Zriracha would shuffle forward and lay temporary claim to the tent and its fire. Within an hour, she was basking in the warmth of a fire with a tent set firmly just before it.
The Demon had heard a rumor that the power of the mountain was capable of turning fire to ice; a challenge that Zriracha intended to conquer. She stared into the flames, a grin on her face as it blazed wildly against the snow that threatened to put it out. The flame was a black as the night; a tell-tale sign that it was not ordinary. The rumors appear to amount to little; perhaps it is not affected by one whom is not Human? Bah, what a ridiculous claim…
Still, it was quite cold and the chill did not appear to relent. For a moment, Zriracha’s frown faltered – did her fire just weaken a little?