You follow it, and slowly the temperature increases, along with the volume of the rumbling. Smoke envelops you like a thick blanket. You reach the mouth of the cave, and see a massive volcano spewing lava and cinders everywhere. As the eruption begins to cease, a dark crimson cub of some species stops you from advancing any further. He growls, and you feel a shiver go down your spine. He nods, satisfied with your reaction, and greets you.
:My name is Moegara. I suggest you leave this place. It is not safe:
He seems to evaporate before your eyes, and longing for clear skies again, you quickly leave.
