Lukas//tags: Fyrian, Strike
The crystalline material that has Lukas' eggshell felt icy to the touch when Lukas push against it with his talons. He didn't mind the temperature though, considering his extreme discomfort of being wrapped up in such a tiny amount of space. His searing blue eyes blinked softly, immediately drawing to a visible flash of blue light outside. The shell was translucent to see that, at least, though whatever had made it was invisible to the young dragon. Barely afraid, Lukas tried again to push against the thick coat of ice. He snorted loudly when it didn't work and then set to prying his hind legs into place next to his front. This time it worked when he gave an energised kick and the shell shattered with a pop. A soft hiss played from Lukas' mouth as it did so.