Heron Lake Plateau I guess I keep a-gamblin'

Cinder often patrolled around his home, greatly curious about The Outside, but not quite having the bravery required to explore beyond the familiar borders just yet. He did not doubt that his sibling had likely already been to investigate, but the smaller boy was not at that stage presently - he'd never in a million years admit to it, though. One day he'd make it out there and show the world that he was the bravest of the brave! Cinder the brave, that would be his name. Not really, but...

His gaze travelled the horizon until he spotted a figure in the distance. From here, he could distinguish that they smelled of home, but he was certain he'd never encountered them before, so with an inquisitive tilt of his head he set off toward her. Once the distance between them was mostly closed, his pawsteps slowed until he was standing still a few metres away, warm smile on his face. "Hullo?"