Cuanakrys had been drawn to the warm water of the furnace. She was tired, as always, which would make the relaxation a much needed activity. She waded into some shallow water, and closed her eyes and relaxed. She let her mind wander. Cuan thought of many things, like fish, and food, and other gembounds... She was very, very lonely. She opened her eyes, and looked around, coming out of the water soaking wet, looking pretty ugly, in all honesty. She shook off the water, and decided to test something out. She focused on a rock,and... nothing happened, but she felt a tingle in her paw. She looked down and- oh god what was that. She howled, creating a commotion to get whatever the hell that was off her paw. But it was just a trick of the light. Cuanakrys had gotten angry, angrier than she had in a very long time.