mannequins + TERRITORY IN FLAMES

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I WISH YOU COULD SEE THE WICKED TRUTH
CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH, IT'S KILLING YOU

Smugly sitting in the midst of Stryker’s coarse mane, the tiny sand cat flicked her tails as she hung on. The lion moved quicker than expected, but she managed to stay atop her perch  – with the occasional tug on his mane or a horn to keep herself upright. She kept her golden eyes sharp as she watched the territory bleed past them; so far, they managed to avoid the bulk of them. Well, she heard their target was a popular hotspot, so she doubted that would last for too long.

Seeing the building come into view, her tails lashed in anticipation as Stryker continued to charge forward. Breathing deeply, the mage focused her energy; she felt her lungs grow hot in her chest. Her chin tilted up as a puff of smoke accompanied her exhale. Pupils dilating, she waited for his signal, to get close enough!

With a hiss, fire streamed from her maw – expertly avoiding Stryker’s mane and charging towards the Tavern with the plume of a flamethrower and flames wider than herself. Her flames burned and smoldered before flickering out as she took another inhale, ears flicking as she looked at her carnage. The target, while not reduced to a pile of rubble, crackled and popped with her flames constricting around its walls. It was out of her paws now – her fire took on a life of its own, and she wouldn’t think of controlling it further.

WRITTEN BY AXIOM * TAGS

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