The corporal heard the sound rupture from the mountains, like an avalanche demolishing the face of one of the Steppe's majestic peaks, but when she opened her eyes from her nap within the confines of her damp, much loved cave and made her way to observe the carnage of the snow rising to the skies, she saw none. Her ears focused in upon the sound, legs already moving her quickly roused body towards the path leading out into the mountains at an extended trot, her nares wide and her heart forcing blood into her veins at an accelerated rate. As the terrible sound rose again, fear punctured into her heart like an arrow, her limbs pushing her into as fast of a pace as she could descend the mountain, the lithe mare rather skilled and learned upon the various dangers along the way, her body leaping from flat patch to boulder, the hope she had felt upon the return of the moon stabbed over and over by every earth shaking bellow that ushered from the Steppe.

She had felt such a resurgence of faith within herself as her eyes had befallen its glowing form, her childhood spent within the arms of the Moon Goddess and the treachery she had felt towards the deity upon the loss of their home momentarily forgotten in that glorious white moon light. It had been with much peace in her being that she had retired from her patrols to rest, her fears of starvation forgotten and her dreams delightfully pleasant for the first time since the decent of the darkness. Now, the bright mark the Moon was mocking her as she chased the source of the sound, her heart a hammer keeping time to her hoof beats as she raced against her fear to flee, her warrior's heart too proud to deny this chance for glory, to defend her beautiful home as she had not defended that one before, despite her worries that this would be the battle to end them, if not simply her own life.

She slid to a halt as a puddle of gleaming, electrified slime was noticed upon the snowy earth before her, the crystalline water structures melted away around the perimeters of the strange liquid; a snort broke from her, elegant neck curving as she observed the goo, her hooves dancing about beneath her body as she circled around the edge, her golden eyes bright and wide with a lack of understanding, the fear of the unknown. Piles of snow fell from the trees around her as the monster unleashed it's cry again, the mare pivoting in a partial rear as she dove once more towards the direction of the sound, a trail of hooves appearing now in the snow that had not been decimated by whatever had seemed to maul the massive dunes that were scattered alongside the path that Illynx raced down, occasionally leaping over more massive piles of the blue, electrified substance.

As she broke into the scene, the corporal could not help but stop once again to stare at the sheer size of the devil that was invading their kingdom, her long black tail slapping about her hind limbs as she slid nearly two foot from the speed of her charge and sudden halt. It's massive, dragon like form was destroying everything it could lay claws upon, the source of the strange fluid all along the mountain it's very mouth, the static charged ooze leaking in mounds out of a maw that could swallow any one of her kin whole. She saw only those she knew but for the wolf, her spirit filling with pride almost instantaneously, ushering all sense of fear that remained in the warrior out of her being; a cry of war she hoped would rouse more than just her own blood lust broke from her maw as she dove into the fray behind Ruka, her body gaining speed as she moved down the beast's side, her hooves striking out in an attempt to damage the area that had previously been struck at by Ruka's barbed horn, with any luck now pierced with the dangerous spines from the unusual black weapon that she would assist in driving in. Without hesitation to insure her hooves made their mark, the mare slashed at the general region of where she hoped it's limb would still be before streaking towards the next limb, her senses searching for both the weapons of the dragon-beast and her friends and allies in this tremendous battle.

[ Illynx follows in after Ruka's attack on the beasties leg and tries to push in the barbs from his horn deeper (if they're even there, if not I guess she just tries to kick him :P) and then strikes with her horn at the leg before moving further down the dragon's side. ]