amaris

An egg, an egg! The information floated around her, shouted by others who had realised that the pouch of the creature held the potential for new life, and as the girl realised just what it meant, she became all the more sadder. Was this creature just a mother, trying to survive? Who was to say that they held the right to decide that it would not be a suitable mother? Who knew what lay within the egg?

And yet, the death, the killing, and the destruction, continued. Amaris watched, as if from the outside, as if in slow motion, as flame hurdled towards her in retaliation to her scythe piercing the belly of the beast. The girl bowed low, spreading her wings across her prone body, allowing the flames to trickle off the scales of dragonhide that naturally protected her. She felt the heat, and there were a few licks of flame that singed the hairs of her crème pelt, but she was lucky for the dragonsblood that filled her veins, the thing that so often cause ridicule against her was her saving grace in this moment.

And still, she wondered, what reason did they have to kill this beast? It had only emerged from its trap, seeking escape, and retaliated when they would not let it pass.

Tears burned at her eyes, tears of despair, even as her ears slicked down to her nape in cold determination. The dragon-girl was half-inclined to begin defending the beast, but she sadly saw that it was unlikely to survive the injuries it had sustained so far anyway. And so, she determined to give it its swiftest, and most painless end possible.

"Ice maiden," she called to the mare, Elsa, though she knew not the other's name. "Ice seems to numb it. Please, use as much of your powers as you can to numb its pain." Her voice was deep and melodic, pleading and at the same time governing. It was her mother's sort of voice, one that rarely found refute in those who heard it. An instant later, the dragongirl was airborne, commanding her spirit companions to cease their attacks - fire only aggravated it, and was a horrible way to die regardless.

Pumping her wings, she aimed to be above the joint of its head and neck, and, hoping to strike the areas already weakened by others, she swung her viciously scythed tail at its neck and aimed to plunge it deep - to sever that vital organ that connected its brain to the rest of its body, to stop it once and for all.

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Amaris asks Elsa to use her Ice magic more, as it seems most effective against the beast. She then flies, following it, and positions herself in Silk's wake, hoping to use the weak spots he has (hopefully) created to strike at its neck with her tail, severing its spine.

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