IT'S A DUD ☆ o, power discovery

[FRAGGLEROCK.]

He was... alive. Relief and confusion flooded the boy as he came to that conclusion, his blue eyes briefly widening as he stared up at Vaughn. It certainly seemed as though he had driven the canine back, although he didn't see any signs of serious injur. Honestly, Fragglerock was grateful for that. Even if he didn't want to be killed, he didn't want to seriously injured someone, either. The way that Vaughn was talking, however, confused the tiny herbivore. He had expected the other to grow even angrier, and lash out to his full extent, instead, he merely seemed impressed by what Frag was able to do. Honestly, Fraggle was impressed with what he was able to do. He had never experienced such a rush of power before, and the flames that still licked at the edges of his fur and paws would not let him forget what had happened. With his feathered ears pinning back against his skull, the boy managed to grit out to Vaughn, "Please... please go. I don't want to hurt you. I just don't want to get hurt, either." His voice wasn't weak, or afraid. Rather he just seemed... tired. Thankfully, Vaughn seemed to get the message, especially when the scent of others began to drift through the air.

A heavy sigh left Fragglerock as Vaughn disappeared once more into the trees, and he was left alone. His elementals didn't seem keen on settled just yet, flames still gripping at his paws and front legs, scorching the ground beneath him. Anyone who approached that had the ability to see auras will be able to see the lingering lion figure still looming over Frag. It seemed to fluctuate as he stared downwards at himself, moving as if his very aura was formed from flames as well. As he heard approaching footsteps, Fraggle found himself flopping down onto his belly, feeling very tired even as the flames refused to cease just yet. There was no doubt that the use of his new elementals had taken a toll on him, and it was now setting in with the adrenaline having drained from his body. He just hoped that whoever was approaching was one of his groupmates, considering he wasn't sure he'd be able to make it back to the caverns on his own.

☆ — what of the meek, the mourning, and the merciful?