My True Mate
Though my instincts towards this are a little fuzzy.
Is magic shielding the truth? Is it blinding me to their true motives?
“That’d be nice,” I decide. I’ll stay on guard regardless.
“Wonderful!” Azar booms. “We’d like to show you what we can do.”
A few members of the pack create a circle which everyone gathers around. As we stare, they call fire to their fingertips. They dance with it, play with it like it’s a playful kitten.
They toss fire between them in a dazzling display that gets the whole pack talking. Then, the flames mingle together like strands of a chain being braided. The flames change color. They start off red, then gold, purple, green, blue, pink, orange, yellow.
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