Moonspear To infinity... and beyond

Curiosity led her to that smoldering ruin that was once Ouroboros Spine, intrigued by what ruins fire left. She had never seen the phenomena firsthand, and was lucky that she didn't, but the morbid wonderment she got from listening to Tatsuya describe (terribly) what happened to his former home pulled her away from Blackfeather Woods yet again, Mongfionn flying high above her, acting as her eyes above the ground.

Sweeping past the still shrunken Big Salmon Lake, the burning, charred smell lured her closer to the circle of mountains, blackened by smoke. She only knew the signs of fire from her mother's stories, listening with interest as her mother wove stories of bright orange, yellow, and red leaving behind fields of black. Her mind put together many theories as to why, but she couldn't piece anything together until she saw it first hand.

Getting closer to the acrid smell, Potema paused briefly to gaze at the tall mountain that cast a shadow in between it's realm and what she believed was the Spine. Mongfionn, seeing her stop, flitted down to land nearby the white and ash-speckled wolf, uninterested in the mountain and only in preening herself. Potema, ignored her feathered friend, tilting her head back to the peak. It was beautiful, in that natural way that only the Gods could create. She wondered who was responsible for this feat. Aedra or Daedra....