Akira
[size=95]Akira sighed, the flames in front of her vanishing quickly.
Akira sighed loudly, lying down on the slightly charred grass around her. She ordered silently for the flames in front of her to disappear as she licked her singed paw slowly.
She had gone out in the early morning to work on her fire skills. Not that they weren’t good, but Akira always believed that if you didn’t get better, you were getting worse. But, while in the midst of her practicing, a cute little butterfly had caught her gaze, breaking her concentration. This resulted in the fire going out of control, singeing her paw and her whole right ear.
“Stupid butterfly,” Akira grumbled as she stood up, wincing at the pressure she put on her paw, “I hope it dies…or something.” Now, she really didn’t mean this, for she loved and, at least tried, to protect every animal she could. If an animal died while she was in charge, she felt that it was her fault and tended to go into bouts of depression, which was very hard to get her out of.
She wandered off, going to find Razzul so he could heal her, wincing at every step she took. Her ear twitched and she whimpered in slight pain. She was kind of used to this by now; it was not unusual for her to get burned. She was always getting distracted when she practiced, though it was extremely rare that she did so on the job.
“R-Razzul!” she called out to him, limping quickly over to him, “Razzul…I did it again…can you heal me?” her icy blue eyes lowered, her tail swishing back and forth on the ground.[/size=95]