FIGHT OR FLIGHT // new body

[ARVID R.]

She didn't think she could breathe fire, huh? Well, that was a shame, at least in Arvid's opinion. There were many different scenarios where flames could be useful – particularly when manipulated with elementals. Still, it wasn't as if Aphra could just choose what powers she possessed. If one could simply choose their own powers, then Arvid were certainly have a few more abilities of his own. Both to protect himself, and to make experiments easier for himself. With a soft and thoughtful hum leaving him, the dire wolf muttered, "Oh, that's too bad. Still, it's hardly as if you're defenseless in this form. I'm sure many smaller creatures will be cowering in fear before long." Not that Aphra exactly seemed to be the type to go in guns blazing into a battle. There was a reason why she was an espionage – not that Arvid knew that. He was just going off of personality, really.

The canine then warned Aphra, shaking his head from side to side as he spoke, "Well... in that case, it's probably best to stay in your main body while you're moving around our territory. After all, the cold could end up killing you if you stayed in it for too long." Although, for that to happen, she'd need to stay in the chill for a while. He doubted it would be a huge issue, unless Aphra somehow got herself stuck in a blizzard or something like that. He then mused aloud, tapping a paw lightly against his own muzzle, "That does mean that we could severely handicap a dragon in a battle if we needed to, though. As long as the fight was on our lands." Not that he had much doubt about the battling capabilities of his groupmates. He just liked having all the advantages that they could get.

i wanna be the sand inside that hourglass