Sairi
~ High Mage / F ~


"A ... helicopter?" Sairi said lightly, raising a brow at one of her comerades as if she had suddenly grown another eye upon her forehead. Sairi made a slightly strange 'clicking' noise with her tongue as she shrugged and danced away.
"... I... was joking.." a faint mumble could be heard as SAiri clambered onto one of the large rocks in the cave. The ice dragon and fainted, obviously from lack of strength and from being attacked so swiftly.
"Alrighty... I gots a plan." Sairi stated, her language and voice turning back into it's reverted child-like state. Humming softly to herself, she twirled her staff in her left hand this time, slightly above her head as she began to chant softly.
"I think our little friends... the Feiros will help us."
With the calling of fire, suddenly two forms emerged from the earth. At first, their bodies seemed to be nothing more than a white, misty fog that seeped upforth from the ground. But with a sudden shout and a slamming of Sairi's staff, head-first into the ground, the bird-like shapes burst into flames. They were Feiros... spirits of dead Fire Children who had not been put to rest because they died at the hand of the Ice Dragon and it's rider.
That was what happened if you died by the opposite.
" Mai'tornak, maleonai feirgo fuego dira'kah!" Sairi chanted cheerfully in her native tongue, and instantly the birds gave a cry and with their own forms of magick... they seemed to attach themselves to the fire-like barrier that formed all about the dragon. With ease and great power by their fiery wings, the birds flapped into the air and instantly the ball of fire rose, along wtih the body held captive inside.
"Let us move now... towards our location." One of the others spoke, and Sairi gave a nod as she followed the others.




Tarasque
~ Dragon of Fire / F ~


In the heavy, almost intoxicating state of rage... Tarasque heard a voice inside of her head. A commanding, yet some how reassuring voice... a call, as if to bring forth peace. The rage inside of Tarasque's mind tried to grow strong, but like a cool stream of water the voice began to wash away the rage... the pain... the turmoil.
Tarasque's eyes seemed to fade lightly, the soft piercing blue flushing back into her gaze. The firey red color faded away... and soon she could see with a level vision again. The volcanoe still brewed and flowed... but as Tarasque's anger vanished, the volcanoe became less explosive. Still, Tarasque's eyes rested upon Minh, who was struggling in a falling tree.

With ease and grace that far surpassed expectations of a creature of her size, Tarasque went over to Minh. The trunk of the tree was cast into flames just as Tarasque reached her, and before her body was claimed to the heat Tarasque lowered her neck so that Minh could clamber on. Instantly as her human body landed upon her neck, soon to slide down towards the base of her neck and between her shoulder blades, her warmth could be felt.

Tarasque's body gave off a natural heat, which rose with her emotion and it was a bit hotter than normal but if anyone could tolerate such heat, it was Minh. The heat was slowly cooling to a more 'warmer' state now anyways, so it wasn't an apparent problem. Minh sighed as she seemed to be communicating with some one... and Tarasque simply out of the lava. Her giant claws easily sloshed through the thick lava, the heat having no affect upon her repellent scales.
" Yxe wants a meeting with the others... you're brother-"
{ Gone, kidnapped... I know of this. Let us fly and meet my siblings. Perhaps it will calm the rage that I suffer to stifle in this moment. }

Tarasque's strong yet some how poetic thought stretched to Minh.
{ I will notify my kyn. }
As Tarasque opened her large wing span, knocking over a few trees in the process, she took a few large and stealthful steps before suddenly thrusting her wings downards so that her body rose in flight.
{ My siblings... we must have a meeting. Flock forth to our calling spot. }