Her Fire Fuels the Kiln; Transformation

[Kold]

As the salamander stretched her limbs, feeling warmth and power, the sound of someone's voice turned her head. Blue vision warped their colors, but they were small. A morsel. Jaws parted to show sharp, serrated teeth lined with a red liquid. Tongue lolled, a growl surfacing. Who was this fox, this snack that stood before her?

A child's voice echoed in Her head, That's Gael, ardent of the pitt- he isn't food!! She snorted. As Kian arrived, the hunger grew. Fire licked up from the beast's mouth. Food. No! Food. The beast roared, snapped her jaws, and slammed her forelegs down, sending a spiraling flame from her mouth, aimed at Gael and Kian.

No one could see the scared acolyte, hidden within Kilns fiery depths, crying for the beast to stop.

"Kiln Speech"+"Kold Speech"