The kalak ess flicked her ears attesting to her ability to pay attention to her company. Yet, her eyes remained glued to the flames that flickered violently before her. “Don’t speak to me like you know me. But if you must know, I was looking for a place to keep warm.” Horizon stared at the ess, not daring to move. His mismatched orbs glowed in the ebullient light, “Maybe you wouldn’t be so cold if you’d actually let the fire melt you icy complex, rather than let its flames lick at your face like a subservient pup.” Horizon was in no mood for her little games and solitary confinement.

A crack of lightening and deafening thunder echoed into the cavern. well there goes any desire to leave… He thought dismally. There was a reason he disliked other kalaks so much and this girl, Satanica was the epitome of why he hated them. With a second thought Horizon shot forward and skidded to a halt in front on the maned wolfess’ fire. Dirt and sand flew from his paws into the flames, hoping to extinguish their light. Horizon stayed where he was whether or not the flames went out. His body was tense and ready for a response. Violent or not.