Imperia had traveled since their hatching, and now found themselves in a room with lots of greenery. Plants crowded around barren paths. They could faintly hear the bubbling of streams. The cave had an earthy smell to it. There were also rocks reached up from the floor, and the walls were filled with tunnels. Overall, it was quite pretty.

Imperia hated it.

Looking around the room, they began to wonder what it would look like if there was fire. If everything here was destroyed. Slowly, they began to grin. That seemed like a wonderful idea. Slowly they began to focus on their magic. The pink gem on their claws began to glow faintly, and soon enough, extreme heat began to emanate from their paws. Some of the grass they were stepping on began to turn to ash nearly immediately. They gave a laugh that was filled with no emotion.

Imperia began to drag their paws along more surfaces, turning more of it to ash. They had to admit, this was rather fun. Burning stuff was definitely a nice way to pass the time.