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There was something about this place. 
She knew she had never been here before, she thought she would have remembered, yet something felt oddly comforting. The type of comforting that you'd only find somewhere you felt safe in. But this place was probably anything but safe.

Without much foliage to take cover in, and nothing to hide behind she was definitely exposed to any curious onlookers, plus it wasn't as if her bright reddish coat helped her blend in with the scenery. Still, the soft gurgle of the water inside the craters was lulling enough to make the Sveijarn put her little scouting feat on hold and lay down.Between her front paws a small crater bubbled as if greeting the girl.

 Finally, there was an eruption. Behind her, not to dangerously close but not as far as she would've liked, one of the craters announced it had been woken. Maera watched as the water, forming a perfectly straight column, rose from the earth and after minute recoiled back into the hole it had crawled from, leaving behind only a faint trace of fog. Maera turned back to the hole that laid between her feet, althought it gurgled and bubbled now and then it didn't show any indication of erupting any time soon.

 Then, as a sudden heaviness weighted down her eyelids Maera laid her head down on her paws, with the crater right beneath her - hopefully it would remain dormant as she too rested.