She watched him curiously her bright azure eyes shinning brightly. For some reason she was feeling giddy with the sudden warmth spreading throughout her body. 'He is so sweet and endearing, what could be bothering him?' She asked herself silently very curious. His sudden snort made her start and look around her eyes first flashing to her hidden egg before casting around the cave looking for their enemy. She turned her wide eyed gaze back to him as he approached her slowly, cautiously slow. His voice tickled her erect ears making her own voice tinkle in response, "I'm fine, but what's wrong?" She gazed around them caution plaguing her again. Was there some enemy that she couldn't see lurking in the shadows? Nostrils dilated drawing in the scents around them, making her brain sort through the smells sorting them carefully; her own scent, his intoxicating musk, the damp cave, water, moss, and some other smell she could not quite pinpoint. She tiled her head softly to the left watching him for any more indication of what was wrong.

Maybe the light was playing tricks on him making him think that there was an attacker stalking them. ’Panic?' She thought as his words swam around in her head. She turned slowly almost like she was in slow motion herself. Bending her neck to look at her scared back. She was sure he had just noticed all of her scars, she quickly dismissed that as her eyes took in her body. Fire! She was on fucking fire! She squealed rearing her fore hooves lashing at the air. How was she supposed to keep calm with her pelt on fire?! Landing with an audible thump that made her bones jiggle she started to buck widely panic etched in her face. 'What was I told to do if I was on fire?' She thought wildly, but it avoided her thought in her insane urge to quench the blaze on her body.

Her insane feelings emotions only made the blue flames flare higher and hotter. Then she froze body stretched out looking much like a show Morgan spreading out to show it's gorgeous frame. She wasn't in pain, the flames only gave off a warm pleasurable warmth and a slight tickling sensation. Breathing heavily she turned to him, she had no idea about magic. "What is this?!" She squeaked fear still etched in her voice. Then another thought hit her, like a train, "Don't touch me, I... I don't want to burn you!" She was shaking again her body now completely engulfed in flickering blue, white, and black tinged flame.

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