Was that... crackling? One of Toriel's droopy ears perked up, letting in more of the sound so she could hear it more clearly. It... was! Almost the sound of fire! Did that mean there was someone else nearby with a camp perhaps? Someone that could help them find their way out of this snowstorm? Even with Toriel's thick, white pelt that helped keep her warm, the cold was surely starting to sink into her skin, and how much worse would Sciocco be without anything but the clothes on her back to keep her warm? "Sciocco, hear that! A fire! Maybe that means there's people nearby!" came the happy call of the woman. She got to her feet, though stopped again. It was getting... louder? Was this thing mobile? No, it was much louder now. A fire could not even survive out here in the wintery winds of the mountain, so just exactly how? That's when orange flames tore through the air from a stone, bringing the area alight with fire! Fire and snow, burning and freezing, what was going on here?! Was it the power of magic? Or just the twisted functions of the land? Either way, Toriel would rather not have her fur seared. "Oh, Sciocco, there's trouble!" she cried out. It was one disaster right after the other, and this here was just abysmal.
Toriel felt herself swept from her feet once more, catching as much of the breath that rushed out of her lungs as she was hauled onto the summoned creature's shoulders. So much was going on at once, far too much for the poor old lady to register at once. Without much resistance, Toriel allowed herself to be carried off, watching as the flames jumped and danced about , gradually growing bigger and bigger. What... was this...? Then, things suddenly went white. Toriel found herself sunk beneath the residue of the avalanche, sinking a few feet into the snow as she cried out for help. Had the summon tripped? Was this.. how she was to die? Smothered away underneath a thick sheet of snow, never to be found by anyone again..? Toriel hit the bottom, and there was well enough snow to bury her alive, though with the bit of light from above, would not suffocate! Toriel grunted and squirmed, freeing herself from the snow as a fuzzy head popped free. Fire raged all about them! Sciocco would freeze down in the snow without anything! Toriel hopped out, looking about for the human-shaped hole that was Sciocco before diving in beside her. Once sunken in, she'd hug onto her to help keep her warm until the fire passed.
Toriel felt herself swept from her feet once more, catching as much of the breath that rushed out of her lungs as she was hauled onto the summoned creature's shoulders. So much was going on at once, far too much for the poor old lady to register at once. Without much resistance, Toriel allowed herself to be carried off, watching as the flames jumped and danced about , gradually growing bigger and bigger. What... was this...? Then, things suddenly went white. Toriel found herself sunk beneath the residue of the avalanche, sinking a few feet into the snow as she cried out for help. Had the summon tripped? Was this.. how she was to die? Smothered away underneath a thick sheet of snow, never to be found by anyone again..? Toriel hit the bottom, and there was well enough snow to bury her alive, though with the bit of light from above, would not suffocate! Toriel grunted and squirmed, freeing herself from the snow as a fuzzy head popped free. Fire raged all about them! Sciocco would freeze down in the snow without anything! Toriel hopped out, looking about for the human-shaped hole that was Sciocco before diving in beside her. Once sunken in, she'd hug onto her to help keep her warm until the fire passed.