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Curse of Destruction

Her arms were crossed with her robes over her chest as Zobu frowned at the fox tattoo he had placed on her a few years back. "Joo had t'call t’guardian a lot more den I expected," he muttered, "Gonna have da reinforce the power behind her." "It wasn't all my fault," Kit muttered, then took a sharp intake of breath as he started to work, "How come it didn't hurt this much the first time!?" "Guardian needs power, I gotta channel some in," he said, reinking the lines and curls, "I have t'use my special ink for dis, and dat gonna hurt Liddle Sistah. Nuthing t'be done 'bout dat." She nodded, closing her eyes and taking another breath, not seeing that the tribal fox on her shoulder and chest was being reworked in a glowing jade ink, Zobu's shadows slowly easing to her light. Both were so busy with that, that neither one noticed Felfeather reaching over and taking Kit's bag, or his opening it and smirking as his hand glowed with a purple shadow as he formed a ball of the stuff and blasted it inside. Flare quietly glared at the disguised demon, and when Felfeather went to do his shift of reconnaissance for the harpy camp, the fiery cat crept over and slipped inside the bag, running down into the rooms Mira had set up for Kit's storage to see what the damage was. He paused at a snore, and peered at the sleeping undead drake. There was a crash behind him, and Flare turned to go into another room, staring at the baskets of apples that had fallen , rolling all over the place and rotting, the purple fel shadows running across every one of them. Fuck! He yelped as the shadows came near him, ran back to the drake and bit him as hard as he could, causing a roar as Envion awoke, and he looked around wildly, finding the shrinking pots and throwing one to the dragon, not even waiting until he had fully gotten small enough to lift before picking him up in his teeth and running out the bag. Flare made it, barely, and he dropped Envion down, the dragon now the size of a small lizard, who glared at him in confusion. "Your girlfriend has horrible tastes in friends," the fiery cat said, at this point not caring if Evie was one that could hear him or not as he licked his paw, looking mournfully at the bag that was now blackened as smoke poured from the inside, "Luckily Mira's spell on those things does contain the curse. Unluckily it means that everything she had is gone." Kit glanced around then, and seeing the smoke from her bag and Evie and Flare sitting outside it, frowned, "Ass! I told you! No flaming up in my bag!" The dragon glared at the cat and she sighed, "Flare! Bad kitty! Don't go in my bag! Some of my treasures are in there...well at least they were!” Zobu glanced up at that, "Hush Liddle Sistah, accidents happen." She sighed, "I know Big Brother, but there was a lot of stuff in there. Everything I owned!" she frowned, "Not to mention the scales I was working on to replace Evie's bad ones and..." she sniffed, "That tiger skin for him, and the apples and my books and ALL the stuff you and I collected an..." "Peace," he grinned at her, "Ja just be havin' t'gather new things now. I'd throw dat old bag away... mighty curses can come from fire." She wiped at her eyes, "Yeah! I was carrying around too much anyways." "Dat's t'spirit, now hold still, it'd be a while 'til I'm done!" Flare frowned, then looked over at the dragon, "I don't suppose you want to help me take care of a demon?" @crimson-wings @hella-jadedmage @generalcero

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