This FIRE I began -- Open; power discovery

[SirDio]

[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — Traveling and traversing the twisted forest was doing its part in soothing the annoyed and aggravated hybrid. A burning feeling had surfaced in her chest, growing, like a fire, into her legs, midsection, tail, her head, searing her mouth with the feeling. It crackled and roared like an angry beast within. It made Medusa furious. She should seek help, right? But it would be misdiagnosed, and Medusa didn't want that. Thoughts turned to starclan -- dead cats who meant most everything to palmclan members, yet very little to Medusa and a few others. Tail lashed angrily, spawning fire in its wake that died before Medusa knew it was there. That burning feeling became a fiery roar in her chest, threatening to burn her alive.

She turned her angry gold eyes to the sky, and she swatted angrily. Once, twice, three times. On her fourth swat, a fire was summoned, bright and golden, flaring up from her paw toward the sky. Anger that raged her fed the flame as it grew larger and hotter, becoming bright white and covering her forearm from the elbow down. She stumbled back and the fire shrunk, still hotter than summer, whiter than the snow around her. An angry hiss erupted from her, and she watched the fire grow with her anger.

A sarcastic laugh left her, "Is.. Is this some sick joke? Does whatever run this world want me to be singled out?? I'm already a hybrid, I'm already unordinary! I don't like this! I DON'T FUCKING LIKE THIS JOKE." She yelled angrily, then suddenly shrieked as the flame essentially slapped her on the nose.

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[Kydobi]

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HOW COULD YOU BE SO HEARTLESS -
♕tags-powers♕

[OOC: ]

The brute had discovered his own powers in a very similar manner in which she did. A moment of intense and powerful emotion ultimately caused him to erupt in hot blue flames. A terrifying and liberating experience. He never knew he had it in him until it was utmost important. 

The small plume did catch his attention and the yelling made him hustle his little legs as quickly as he could. A very frustrating endeavor. Just as he arrived she finished her yelling a small flame licked her nose. Fire. Something he feared for a long time. He still feared it, he was cautious around it and always in awe of its destructive power.

"Calm down and focus.", he wasn't quite sure why she was panicking... it wasn't like they would kick her out right?

"Just breathe and channel your thoughts and energy on the fire. You control it, don't let your emotions explode." he watched, mesmerized by the flickering hues of orange and red. He wasn't sure if that was how her powers worked but it was how his own did. So all he could do was assume. although this all was very exciting. His eyes glowed more than usual as the flames reflecting in his slitted pupils seemed to not really be the source of illumination behind them. He also could feel the heat rising up from his stomache.

"Look," he said as he looked at his left front paw. It became warmer and warmer until a small blue flame came before igniting into a fire, "It's not too hard..." of course the man hadn't done so in a while and this was a different body. So he found himself growing tired quickly, the small fox fire burning away his energy and life source just to keep itself lit. The flame dimmed despite his efforts to keep it alive and eventually faded away for good.

There was an angry look on the child's face. Weak. He was weak and he hated himself for it.

[sub][W]isker[/sub]

[SirDio]

[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — Golden eyes settled on the cub, breath that was once heavy now gentle and quiet. Confusion flickered in her eyes as he spoke -- this cub was just that - a cub, right? But the words he gave told her that he had wisdom beyond his age. Already her golden-white flame had tamed down gently into a little flickering flame. She focused on the flame he summoned, then looked at her own. It swayed upward like a dancer. Looking back at Tsekani, she tilted her head. "How do you know this? You're a young cub, are you not?" She still could feel the heat of her flame on her paw, and the still rising feeling of anger that she slowly suppressed, using a little to keep the fire going.

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[RHINESTONE.]

LEADER ❝ RHINE ❞ PALMCLAN

Yelling. In Rhinestone's experience, that was never a good sign, and it didn't take long before he was stumbling up to his paws. He had been finishing off the last of his very small meal when he heard Medusa's enraged shouting, and he nearly immediately abandoned it, heading off towards the forest. The Twisted Forest was, as usual, unnerving for the young tom, but that didn't stop him from continuing forward. After all, if Medusa was in trouble, then he wasn't willing to let her just be all on her own. Fear or not, he pushed through the trees quickly, nearly stumbling over his own paws as he grew closer to where the hybrid was. The scent of Medusa was soon mixed together with the scent of Tsekani, and that only motivated him to move faster, worried that something had happened to the both of them. After all, the young cub was fairly new, and they all had very little idea of where he had come from, or who could possibly be after him. However, when Rhine finally emerged from the trees, he was glad to see that there wasn't actually any danger – save for the flames that the both of them were holding forward. The feline's ears briefly flicked back, his eyes widening in shock, before he managed to calm himself, shaking out his pelt and shaking off his surprise.

Although he felt some apprehension as a result of the flames, Rhine still grew closer, his tail flicking behind him. As he settled down near Medusa and Tsekani, he muttered softly, "Medusa... I guess Vaas isn't the only one with surprises this week. I wonder why this has all been happening..." Were the rumors true? Was Starclan turning away from them? After all, powers were supposed to be a curse, not a gift... he shook his head, briefly digging his claws down into the dirt beneath him. No, those who had been gossiping weren't right. If Starclan wasn't even willing to speak with him, then they had no right to consider Palmclan cursed. Holding back the sudden surge of anger he felt against the stars above, Rhinestone took a deep breath before speaking once again, "At least this should be useful, for when we're helping in battles, like against the bandits... and if anyone tries to say anything to you, send them right to me. I'll set them straight. I'm tired of people acting as if these powers are the end of the world. You should be glad, Medusa. This can be really good for you, I promise." He could only hope that his words were somewhat encouraging, despite the fact that he had no powers of his own. Would they even hold any weight to her?

NEVER OPENED MYSELF THIS WAY
LIFE IS OURS, WE LIVE IT OUR WAY

— Reggan

[SirDio]

[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — She forced herself to look at Rhine as he spoke about being glad. Like being glad about something that further singles out an individual was easy. The flame was extinguished as she slammed her paw down on the ground. glad. "Yes, because being half snake and half cat, combined with being able to control fire, should make me glad. Goodness, why didn't I think that? OH! Because I am singled out even more because of it. Maybe not verbally, but mentally. Everyone in palmclan has something in common -- they're a solid animal. I don't fit into that category. Yeah, you have members like Drift, but she's no unnatural hybrid." She hissed, though becoming quieter and quieter with each word. It was a meaningless fight for her anyway. Rhine would insist that she fit in. She knew, god she knew, that Rhine was trying to help her. But repeating the same thing over and over doesn't work all the time.

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[RHINESTONE.]

LEADER ❝ RHINE ❞ PALMCLAN

In most cases, Rhine was used to Medusa being a kind and warmhearted individual, who wouldn't snap at anyone unless they were being a true asshole. However, this time, it seemed as though he was the one getting snapped at. He immediately felt himself recoil, a frown on his muzzle as his ears flicked back against his skull. He didn't snap back at all, but he did just stare at her for a moment, seemingly trying to process what she had just said. Eventually, he just found himself sitting, his entire body seeming to sink down a bit as he muttered, "I... I'm sorry, Medusa. I knew that you felt different from everyone else, but... I didn't think it was as bad as it obviously is." He felt awful, sure that he had been a shitty friend to the other. He just didn't know what to say, since it wasn't as if Medusa could just switch what body she was, nor could he. After taking a deep breath inward, he found himself admitting, "I wish there was something I could do, but... I don't think that I can do anything to make you feel better about this. Especially since I don't have any of these powers. I'm not like you, or Vaas, or Tsekani. I don't know how to make it better." The admission was soft, and short, mainly because there was nothing more that he could say.

NEVER OPENED MYSELF THIS WAY
LIFE IS OURS, WE LIVE IT OUR WAY

— Reggan

[Honeypaw]

[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]Honeypaw was not happy to hear angry yelling and hissing nearby. Anything negative made her anxious, and sometimes she took it to the heart. Sensitive? Maybe. Perhaps more of a people-pleaser than a cry baby. She had her own flaws as well, but she tried to embrace them. Maybe she didn't feel as singled out as Medusa, but in some ways, she still did. She came from the Boardwalk, not from PalmClan. She was a dog, while most PalmClanners were feline. Nonetheless, she still felt like a part of the clan, through and through.

The fawn doberman padded over, a frown on her muzzle. She was tempted to say something, to try and make it better. However, she could tell Medusa was emotionally exhausted. She was certain that if she tried to butt in with something nice, Medusa would shut down and block everyone out. Rhine seemed to acknowledge such, in the sense that he couldn't do anything to make her feel better. "Want to go hunting?" She piped up quietly, trying to change the subject. She figured Medusa could get some anger and frustration out hunting. The apprentice liked to hunt when she needed to get something off her mind. It let her focus on listening and smelling for prey, rather than focusing on her own thoughts.