Going up in flames was always normal for the maned wolf, even before their spell changed into something like a disaster. Everything was weird since they found the hole, their gem wasn't even the pretty green and white color anymore. It was just dark, muddled, and oily.
"I can do that." they replied. Esther didn't really want to, their leg was hurting, but there was no point in not doing it if they were just going to sit around in the snow.
Esther begun to scratch at the snow, digging down with their dragonlike claws.
@Comet
It didn't take long for the hole they were helping to dig to get bigger, and for the two of them to be standing in it. They felt tall, but they always did. When digging on the sides became a thing they should do, well Esther helped. Despite the thing in their head telling them to knock the whole thing down.
They didn't though, and instead dragged their claws against the side. Before the wolf could figure out what was going on, there was a rumbling sound and everything came crashing down.
Everything around them was dark, it was hard to move and their magic wouldn't even help them.
@Comet [they are going to attempt to dig themselves out next round lol, excited to see your roll]
Esther was NOT ready to die. They did NOT want to suffocate in that snow. Absolutely not. No way. They were not going to become that one dragon idiot that somehow was stupid enough to get buried in a mound and die just like that. Esther flexed their claws, body tense.
They forced their legs to move, to start digging above their head, and to hopefully set themselves free.
@Comet
When the area above them opened, Esther breathed in a rush of fresh cold air. They were never going to do something like this ever again. They weren't going to dig into this snow to help that wolf make that stupid fort.
And then the girl fell on top of them. Esther was NOT happy.
"Get off of Me!" they growled.
Esther wasnt having any of this shit. They used all of their strength in their legs to shove the other up and off of them, and to get out themselves.
@Comet
Esther fluttered their wings and snow fell off of the rubbery mandibles, landing back on the ground where it belonged. Shaking out their fur came next. The white powder was flung all kinds of directions,
Mane raising at the notion of digging again, Esther shook their head.
"Absolutely not! I refuse to be buried again!"
@Comet