When Toulouse is the one to grab her watering can, Maude lets out a distinctive huff of disapproval. Of all the people here, him?! Not one to dwell on negatives, however, especially when such a voluminous negative looms over head the minor one, the girl scowls while stamping at the fires.

Her angry face regains a bit of her usual vivid cheer at the sight of the frost breathing dragons, especially Amaris’ splendid gold (though Zafir, too, was bold, and noble!), drifting on spread wings to their rescue. With jettisons of chilly air, the creature quickly subdues the flames about she and Vesper, and Maude looks over at her friend in just enough time to watch the star-flecked filly seem to flicker in and out of existence, so that she appeared to sudden jettison away from the dying fires.

Completely in awe of these minor feats, the child is, of course, not emotionally prepared for the malevolence of what comes next.

With a roar of elemental rage, the fire returns, seeming to be born from the residual embers they had all worked so hard to put out. Immediately clinging to Vesper’s side, all her fearless nature abandoned at the horrible sight of faces in the fire, so like Kiada’s ever present, gentle flames, but much, much more frightening. Squealing in fear, tears promptly make their way down her face, her heart hammering hard in her breast as she casts her gaze about those gathered, hoping that anyone knows what to do.

Don’t be afraid, says an angel beside her, though, and the terrified girl looks at the pretty copper dragon (Miss Tandavi?! she thinks, having missed her transformation in the midst of stamping fires and avoiding the horrid glares of the fire-beasts) with her green eyes wide and glossy with tears. She had meant to be brave at the beginning of this, and to help make sure the cheetah was safe from them, but…

"I… I can help heal too," she tremulously commits, as Toulouse arrives; numbly she reaches for her watering can, and holds it fast to her lips, trying to find comfort in the smooth glass, and the memory of home. Feeling her shivering body slowly regain power over itself, she isn’t sure she wants the cheetah to die, but she certainly wasn’t going to raise her voice now, to stop the winged warriors, leaving clouds of dust in the wake of their swift exits, or those who simply leapt through the flames, over the wings of dragons. Looking at Vesper, and trying her best to smile, the filly reaches out to nudge at her with her copper colored muzzle. "See you on the other side, Vesper."

Gathering all her courage within herself, and clinging fast to that bright, shining flame, the filly nods, and leaps up over Tandavi’s protective wings when she is told; so she intends, anyway.

Feeling Toulouse’s ample horns curve up under her belly as she bounds, the added momentum of his toss sends the small girl flying with the warriors – for a little while, anyway. Clinging fast to her watering can, tucking her knees up to protect both her legs and the fragile glass of her treasured tool, the cremello maiden curls up as small as she can, and tumbles where she lands with thuds and breathy oomphs!

[ Summary: Maude moves to jump over Tandavi's wings, and Toulouse tosses her as she does so. Off she goes. xDD Otherwise is a useless mess. ]