Redhawk Caldera Your soul could never grow old, it's evergreen

Fin stopped sniffing about and looked at her companions, wondering if they had maybe found something she hadn't.  All she saw was concern upon their faces, though.  Frustrated, she turned her gaze towards the darkness as Peregrine admitted to not be much of a cave diver.  He seemed to be waiting for her to lead the way, but Elwood beat her to it as he stole down into the tunnel.  She gave Peregrine a glance before following her friendboy down into the darkness.


Elwood called for Somnia into the black and the name seemed to echo hauntingly all around them.  She'd never really considered this cave to be a creepy place, but given the current climate, it rather was.  Finley was rather glad when they finally reached the underground ballroom and the light of the sun fell upon them again.  She looked up at the high ceiling, peering at the sky in the wide crevice.  She was so distracted with looking upwards that she didn't notice when she suddenly stepped down and heard a small splash.

Surprised, Fin pulled back her now soaked paw and looked down, astounded to see that the ice rink had thawed completely into a shallow pool.  Unbidden, the memory of coming here with Somnia infiltrated her mind.  They had talked about having a pool party down here in the summer.  Now that the ice had melted, Fin could see that idea wasn't really possible - the water was only about a foot deep at its lowest point.  Still, the memory caused her a throb of pain that was confusing and irritating.  Quietly, she steered away from the center of the room and headed towards one of the darker corners, her nostrils twitching as she searched for any trace of the gamma.