There was an awful rumbling sound, and Llamrei whickered and balked, side stepping. The snow was clinging to her hooves, and she sunk into it, having to high step.

She stumbled, nearly going to her knees when the ground beneath her shook, the beast slamming its hands into the ground. But she caught herself, and whirled about to face it.

The filly reared up, neighing loudly as she called out to Glory, "We need his stone!" Slamming her hooves into the ground, her eyes glowed purple along with her gem, a rock flying up, and at the beast's other eye.


"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

Svarog squinted, trying to keep his vision on the fluttering fire-bug. One grubby hand sorely rubbed his gem and the other hung loosely at his knee. He watched idly as the bird's beak began to glow again, and then he prepared: a sharp inhale of the cold air around him, ice rising along his shoulders like fur might rise on an animal's hackles, and...

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...the snow around him condensed and his body encased itself in ice! Inside, his good eye—the right eye, the one the eagle had aimed at—narrowed and he smiled wickedly. The fire melted the protective ice he had called upon but not enough to reach him. It was then a rock had tink'd off of the ice, having been aimed for his left eye. He growled from within his protective casing, cooling his burns and soothing his wounds. Svarog had still momentarily forgotten about the magical stone, still laying a fair distance away from him on the other side of the Gembound.

@Llamrei @Glory

Glory quickly turned himself as he flew past the monster and clumsily swung himself so that he was facing it again. His eyes widened with surprise at the shell of ice that had surrounded it. So his last attack didn't do anything did it? Well, then, he'd have to kick it up a notch.

At the horse's voice, he looked down and scowled. Were they trying to give him orders? And confusing ones at that! Did they want to take the monster's stone? The huge thing on its chest? No way!

But then he remembered the stone that other creatures had been hauling around. Perhaps that was what they meant. He would go for it himself, but he wasn't full grown. He didn't have a prayer of hoisting it up. But there was no way he would ever admit that to the horse.

"Then grab it and run!" he shrieked. A second more of looking down and he spotted it behind them. "Go on, over there! I'll follow you once you're far enough away!"

Without waiting to see what they did, Glory beat his wings harder and flew towards the beast. He collected heat, so much heat, so much magic in his mouth that it felt like there was a literal fire blazing inside of him. He squinted through the pain and managed to find the strength to keep himself flying. If it hurt him this much, then it would certainly give that creature a run for its money.

Not realizing that he was, in fact, casting a different spell, Glory spat out the fire as if it were saliva. And so he was surprised when a literal blaze of fire erupted from his beak upon opening it wide. A small blaze of fire, but there was no doubt that it was real flame.

Aiming again towards the creature's face, Glory soared over the top of its head as he blasted fire downwards.

@Llamrei

The filly stamped her hooves as the ice surrounded the monster, protecting it from both the bird's attack and her stone. But, it seemed the bird had another idea, as he swooped down, and launched a breath of flames at the beast.

She whickered, doing as she was ordered. Her hooves sunk into the snow as she made eye-contact with the stone, a faint glow forming around it as it took to the air. She made sure to keep eye contact as she galloped away from the monster, stone floating ahead, and slightly to the side, of her.

@Glory


"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

Svarog threw his massive arms up over his head just in time. The blast of flame was mostly dampened by what remained of his ice, which now streamed off him in rivulets, hissing steam up from his thick fur. Stumpy fingers quickly rubbed at his piggish face as he checked himself for burns. His good eye snapped up to follow the fire-bug, anger building.

Llamrei was already beyond him; he was powerful, but slow. All they had to do now was to depart with their prize... if they could ignore the bellow of the frustrated creature behind them, or the pounding of his weight on the rock as he gave lumbering chase.

@Llamrei @Glory

He didn't really care that the beast was able to dampen his flames - the important thing was that the horse seemed to be far enough away. Horses were fast, after all. He was sure that he would be able to outfly the creature, but to catch up to the horse? Probably not. He'd just follow where they went and hope they eventually found them.

But now he had to escape himself. He continued his soar above the yeti's head until he was out of reach and then turned swiftly in the air, flapping his young wings hard to try and swing around the yeti. He was aiming to fly away, not quite in the horse's direction, so that he could get a safe distance before following the horse.

Once he thought that he had made the distance he needed, he turned and flew after the horse, triumph burning in his chest. He had no idea what had happened or what that rock was, but he had done something good! Right?

*exit, unless something happens

The filly continued to run, her ears twitching backwards. She could hear steam and bellowing, and thundering footsteps.

Without thinking, she turned her head to look over her shoulder, and the rock clattered to the ground besides her.


"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

Whipping her head around, Llamrei restored eye contact with the stone. Her gem glowed, and the stone leaped back into the air. She barreled away from the monster, away and away, out of Polaris and then even further.

-EXIT LAM-


"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.