THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD /-/ fire powers, open

[deimos]

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DELDRACH

FEMALE — JAGLIONESS — STRIKER

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One, she wasn't in bed.

Two, her paws didn't hurt from the fire.

Three, they were still on fire.

Deldrach exhaled softly, pulling her flaming paws from the water. She watched her paws for a moment, before sitting back and sighing again. Flames licked from her maw, and her paws were extinguished. Her head shook, dragging her paw against the ground. In the pattern she drew, flames arced up before dying down again. Her mismatched eyes narrowed, a grin on her maw, and she threw her paw up. Flames arced through the night sky. That was that, she guessed.

// i am, very rushed on this, but the reasons for her fire elemental showing up will be displayed in another one shot!

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#psychosocial.