IT'S A DUD ☆ o, power discovery

[FRAGGLEROCK.]

Fear. It was not an emotion that was foreign to Fragglerock, considering his status as a prey animal. Many a creature had threatened him or tried to hunt him, some of them even within the group that he now called home. Still, until now, none of them had gotten quite so close. He'd always been able to bolt back to somewhere safe before anything happened, his heart thundering and his body shaking. In this case, though, he had made a mistake. He had decided to stay, all so that he could help a potential joiner. His voice was still ringing out as he tried to call once more, short claws curling against the earth, "Hello? Like I said, I can help y—" That was as far as he managed to get, however. The growl that echoed through the air was his only warning, before Vaughn came bursting forth through the darkness, fangs first. For a moment, Fraggle found himself frozen in place, merely staring up into the jaws of his inevitable demise. He wanted to run, but he just couldn't. He was going to die.

His body was slammed against the ground roughly, and he had no idea what was going to happen. He felt utterly powerless, and he considered calling for help, but his vocal chords refused to cooperate. Unbeknownst to him – but clear to anyone who approached that was able to see them – his aura was wildly fluctuating around him, turning from a calm blue to a furious red, morphing and shifting as if to take on the form of a roaring lion. Within that moment, he suddenly found the will to speak again. His next words came out as a frantic and panicked shout, backed up with a feeling of rage and confusion, "Get... GET AWAY FROM ME!" Suddenly, the power inside him seemed to flare to life, and his chest was filled with warmth. His body was small, but it was also frightening as his paws, legs, and chest were engulfed in his own flames, brought on by fire elementals. With another cry of anguish and anger, the young rabbit lashed out with his new elementals, aiming for any part of Vaughn's shoulder or face that he could reach. If he were successful, it would be clear he was merely trying to lightly scorch the other and drive him away, rather than seriously maim him or kill him entirely.

[glow=#4c2c1c,2,300]YOU CAN WRAP MY BRAIN IN PLASTIC[/glow]