Dragons the elements [i]the[/i] dragon lover's RP

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Flitz poked Thorrissia. "Hey, she's getting a bit warmer."

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Flitz stood up, "Yep, she's back. I brought along some chamomile on a whim, luckily."

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Flitz grunted. "Up you go." She lifted Thorry. "Back from the dead. Here, try this." Flitz put some roasted ginger into her claws. (I hate ginger. The taste. But it warms you up really fast, and bolsters your immune system/strengthens you.

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Flitz looked around. "Now what do we do?"

[Wolfyfox1]

Embers smiled in relief. She wasn't dead, then. At least, not anymore. "How do you feel? Is there anything I can do?" she asked.

[kimmy1479]

-Serria-
I sighed in frustration. It was supposed to be quick and simple. Sneak in undetected. Find Apollo. Kill him. Escape. Now we had half the army charging at us. 'Hetucto yiu! Podovey guie!' The room was hot as lava, burning, scorching hot. The walls slowly oozed the melting metel, and the ground below us became slick. Even a Forath dragon couldn't stand the temperature. Which is why the first spell was to protect us. Left and right dragons dropped, the scorching heat to much for them to bear. Some of them, though, rather practiced in magic, cast shields and cooling spells over them. The 50 or so dragons that could still fight did so fiercely. But so did I. I let rage takeover. The wrath and burning hatred that I kept at bay for most of the time..... saving it for battle. Clawing wildly, and letting spells roll off my tongue with the sole desire to kill all enemies in my path, I fought. Flick too, was fighting fiercely, cutting down dragons like stalks of wheat, though he was laughing as he did so, calling out insults and threats. I wasn't playing around. I attacked with all my might...... hoping beyond all hope that a specific enemy, though one I didn't know the name of, was lying with the rest of the dead bodies on the ground. I didn't know, but I hoped he was, I dreamt and fantasized that he was. But I didn't know, and that was a fate worse than death.

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Flitz- I handed her some more ginger. "This'll help you recover faster."

Yukila-"Squeeee!"

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Flitz
Yukila squeaked something. "What, baby?" "Squee! Iceflickserria! Icehatchling! Ashy!Squee!" I smiled. "Aw, she's starting to talk!" My smiled dwindled as what she said sank in. "Iceland, Flick, Serria. Ice hatchling, Ash?"

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Flitz's scales paled slightly. "How so?"

Yukila squeed again, more urgently. "Squeech! Ashicetrouble!"

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Yukila squeed even more urgently. "SQUEE! ASH IN TROUBLE!"