Approaching the river of lava the two companions looked about hoping to be able to spot some way other than flying to be able to cross this obstacle. Saddly for them the landscape of this region was remarkably flat, at least in the vicinity of the river.
They did spot a number of other beasts milling around a bit away from the edge of the river looking equally stumped on how exactly they should be approaching this obstacle.
A hawk of some kind chose that moment to fly overhead at a rapid rate cawwing in victory as it easily overtook the land bound beasts.
As it crossed the river the lava began to bubble and roil underneath it. The bird noticing this tried to fly up higher but was pushed down after it reached around 30 meters up. 'Seems this place doesn't like things flying too high' Violet noted.
