Post by Snix on Jan 14, 2007 18:25:17 GMT -5
Ikana peered up at the peek of Draxous volcano with a wary eye. She reached the slope within minutes and began to climb to a higher elevation. Her heart pounded as the smell of far old, now hardened and harmless, lava rocks. She picked one up with her teeth and threw it down the slope. It landed in a hubbled and a small wisp of dust plumed. Se chuckled and headed for some small yucca plants that huddled in the shadow of the mountain. She picked a few and placed them in a hand made little basket she had found ditched by humans years ago.
