With Vic beside me I continue to think of all the reasons I had just spewed fire across the lake water. I was made of mostly fire and so I don't think it impossible, but it is concerning just the same.
Vic consoles me, pressing his muzzle into my shoulder so that I know he is there. Even with my warning to stay away he did not heed it. With a few deep breathes I feel the burning subside but still my shocked expression remained.
We were about to turn and head back to the grassland when a distant familiar voice catches my attention. My red eyes land upon the distinct decomposing form of the bay stallion that is my father. "Father? What are you doing here?" My question warranted as I haven't seen him since the incident of the fall.
He is quick to provide his intentions and I smile, a warmness enveloping my heart as I remember our time together, me nestled against his broad chest. I can sense Vics apprehension though and look to him sheepishly, his glowing eyes piercing and his face tense.
There is a moment of stagnant silence before a deep answer echoes from within my brother's chest, No.
My heart sinks as I look back to our father and his dark companion.
Fire Mimicry- Foxfire, Phoenix-Type Immortality, Fire Wings