I'm supposed to be strong and have all the answers,
But I'm nothing special, I'm not unique,
I have many secrets and I eat the weak
All it took was one flame to set this all in motion - Straia had lit the first one and the iron mare had vanished within mere milliseconds. Above all else, she must protect the Jungle - her live, her heart (though it was traveling outside of her body somewhere in hiding), her mind was with Lagertha and not where it should have been. It is no surprise that she watches overhead as the smoke begins to rise and she sees the jungle creatures scurrying about. She smells the singed feathers, fur and immediately cries out for the lioness they have been left with as their spirit. She shifts into a lioness, silver in form and sees the wolf tailing his way out. The silver lioness then pulls her focus inward, the anger is growing so rapidly that her muscles tighten to the point they ache. She digs her claws into the soil, the lion spirit beside her and roars - it is painful, it is loud, it is shrill. Her body begins to shake and the ground below her moves too, the crackles and ashes of the fire would not last for long - Prague calls all the creatures to her, her sisters included, "Come to me, my sisters - my home, come now or drown," she says pulling them - she hopes for her sisters to rush and that they have not perished. The monkeys swing from crashing branches towards her - their numbers shrinking, lions and cheetahs racing against one another - serpants, boars, tigers, elephants. "Sunday!" she cries out, hoping the mare is near and can help her though she could do it alone, it would be exhausting - adrenaline can get her through this...for now. She lifts the ground beneath them as they all fall in - a high point as the rainclouds begin to move in. Lightning crashes against a dark sky, the winds pick up and the weaker trees begin to snap - the wind was deafening but she kept pushing, taking a breath and roaring again, the flood had started. They are far above the sea level they once were and save from the flooding - she could stop it but a few flames remained. They only thought they wanted to play with fire, they're playing with a lot more than fire at this point.
Prague has lived her for over a hundred years, she takes it personally at this point.
She places sharks, piranha's and other large sea creatures in the waters - she changes the lion cub into spider and swallows it - it will stay with her until this is over, it will not die - the jungle will not perish unless she herself and all the other sisters do too. The flames are extinguished and her mind sees the ones lost, a few in the fire and a few in the flood. She is so upset, tears swell in her eyes as the flood is pooled together the east side of the jungle a shark-infested ocean that links to the Valley, the west side was singed from the fire. How would she protect it from all sides? "Sisters! We must protect the Jungle, we need some to stay behind - I can help Lagertha but our home is important too. I need soldiers to cover the north side of the Jungle near the west entrance by the beach, I will cover the majority of the open area. I need someone to link up to me so I can know you're safe here at all times!
She shifts the spirit into a spider and drops her jaw for it to crawl in, the spirit will remain with her until this is all over.
P R A G U E
magical, immortal protector of the jungle