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yael
The dragon does not fear fire.
Blue eyes whirr an angry, crystalized color, frost fairly radiating from their ireful depths. Not at the group (scattered as they may be), but at the cat, as he laughs at them for their efforts. As he traps the weak and helpless in a ring of flames that have the very real power to hurt and kill. Her former Queen-mind and her dragon-mind stay calm, noting that there are others who leap to threaten their tormentor (she thinks it futile, personally, for what can they do against fire?), and that is fine - but she must stay behind to help.
All of a sudden, there is a copper dragon in the group, and though Yael does not know how or why, she clambers towards it, spreading one wing, out she attempts to make a wall with her, though Tandavi seems to have other things in mind - and she is gone. Growling in frustration, Yael turns her anger into a call for attention, trumpeting to the rest still in the circle. “Leessssten! I can ssssstand more xeat. Jump over my vings vhen I pusssssssh down ze flamessss.” Curling her head back to see if anyone is listening, Yael inches closer to the flames until she can stand the heat no longer. Her great, silver wings with black talons slowly unfurl and with a “Ready, boys?” and a glance behind her to see if Toulouse and Reichenbach and Wessex are she brings her wings down, creating a ramp (not for them to jump on, but to block the worse of the flames), a shield, a barrier against the flames. Let them use her coiled, braced body as a launching post if they must; her scales are hardier than fur and this body has more muscular haunches.
As her face comes close to the burning grass, she can see images dancing within it, and to that - to them, to the cheetah - Yael roars her defiance.
trust your heart if the seas catch fire
live by love, though the stars walk backwards
[Yael tries to create a wall/ramp to provide a safe area for the other wingless horses to jump over - still in dragon form]
Seeking:
[Magic: Fire | The ability to automatically regulate her body temperature to keep warm in cold weather]
[Restrictions: Of no use in battle]
Prior refusal: One
Please only tag in starter posts, or if the thread is getting dusty
Force and magic allowed, no death please
