To Burn a Tail

WATCHER The pine he was passing by exploded in flames. His heart leapt into his throat at the shock. Then he felt heat near his legs. Instinct kicked in. He bucked and kicked, trying to rid himself of the flames that now devoured his tail. He angled towards the lake, seeking the water as he broke into a mad dash. Water droplets fell onto his pelt, but it did little to quench the flame. A splash sounded, followed by a sizzle as the fire was put out. Ruwin found himself standing belly deep in water, sides heaving from his breakneck run. He stood there, in stunned silence. Not that he was a very talkative creature to begin with. But what the heck happened. One moment he was contemplating how he would catch his tail on fire, the next a tree exploded and his tail was on fire. Had the rift decided to help him out? A voice, deep but young. He turned, metal wings spreading out to avoid the water's touch. They were massive, shining copper and bronze in the sunlight. They flexed, the metal feathers singing as they unfurled. They were impressive items, moving with their master's will like real wings. Mechanical spiders crawled upon his body, disturbed by the water, their frames catching the light as well. He locked eyes with the young man. Then, slowly, a sound rose within his chest. It started as a low rumble, before growing into a deep rich laugh. "It seems your actions have made you an unwitting helper, young man." He chuckled, amused by the absurdity of it all. Luck had shone down upon him by landing a boy in his lap that would happen to set his tail on fire. Trail complete. Though he did not care to look back to see the burnt, mangled remains of his beautiful tail. The stench was enough to tell him that the sight would not be pretty. His laugh soon subsided, replaced by his normally stoic expression. "Magic, huh." He commented. There was no other explanation. It was either his abilities, or an enchanted item that had caused this. Either way, magic. He surveyed the other who stood before him. Facing him bravely. He did not have to make himself known, or apologize. It would seem he had found himself a brave, honest soul. Curious. "Talk." You have three choices in Life: Get up, give in, Or give it all you've got!

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@Kyros.

ooc: S'alright. <3 Life happens.