Celris breezed by Neff and Prometheus, "accidentally" kicking the Highbreeds boot in the process.<br/>The only result of that was a high pitched squeak she let out, toes registering the pain.<br/>Oz observed and shook his head, while Neff looked onwards obliviously to the mountain.<br/>They were getting closer and closer, and Oz pulled his halberd out, eyes scanning the skies warily. Celris was equally as cautious, but refused to show worry in front of the others.<br/>Every once in a while the mountain would belch smoke anew, and send her to her toes in panic. A few times she even ducked, but played it off as tripping, a far less embarrassing fate, apparently.<br/>Ash, or embers of some form landed on her bare fur, and she yelped, scampering back to hide behind the metal highbreed.<br/>Neff held up his palms, as if trying to catch the snowflake-like ash. He frowned and rubbed his hands on his pants.<br/>As they approached, Neff grew cheery, he even hummed some sort of tune, or ballad.<br/>Oz even caught on to the mood. "It seems we may make it without meeting any enemies."