03-21-2018, 09:44 PM
Phoebus
He had missed Tephra.
His journey had taken him quite a few months to complete, but it had been eventful nonetheless. He was thrilled to finally go home to all the things he knew best - the heat of the volcano, the steam rolling off the water's edge as magma billowed into it, the strong smell of sulfur and loam.
From the ocean he emerges, straight into the humidity of the volcanic isle. He inhales, taking a long, deep breath and savoring the scents of his home. Here, he doesn't need his armor all the time to keep warm - he can simply be hot all the time. God, it was wonderful.
He finds himself heading towards the large mass of land that formed the mountain. His hooves clip along the hardened black magma as he approaches. It is hotter in this part of Tephra than anywhere else, and he can't help but bask in it. This is what he knew, what he had grown up to love. This was home.
Boy of Fire
@[Dagny and Olivier] Short, but a starter nonetheless
