Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27235572-20150920191601/@comment-27235572-20150923174306

"Uh oh!" Laurel cried out, horrified. "Someone needs to step in and help her!" Glancing at their troubled expressions, he suddenly knew the truth. "... It's going to be me, huh?" He groaned, frustrated by their passive incompetence.

"Hey, now, you're not doing anything dangerous!" Nova declared proudly, hands on her hips. Laurel gave her a look of disbelief. "Excuse me?" He retorted, affronted. Before he could try arguing with her, she smirked.

"Without me, that is!" They both broke into chuckles, bumping their fists together in a show of friendship. "I shall protect the feline." Nascha replied, her tone indicating that this was final. They didn't protest. "Count me in: I've always watched to sample the finest of avian cuisine!" Selene drooled, flecks of lava falling past her lips.

Deaf to the arguments of their peers, they stepped into battle, their forms rippling and changing in response to the magic present in the Yellow Zone. A nasty looking dagger appeared in Nova's grasp, the deer girl's horns becoming longer like a stag's. Eerie black armor rippled into existence around Nascha's form, an equally formidable shield in her hand. She moved to Milo's side, shielding her from the volleys of sharp feathers, the metallic weapons bouncing off of the shield.

Laurel was suddenly dressed in a nature-esque tunic and wore boots, suitable for running. A gleaming sword had been placed in his hand and his stance showed he knew how to use it. Pointing the blade upwards, he shouted something in Greek, a beam of searing light shooting upwards and roasting all the birds it came into contact with.

Selene had the most startling transformation, however. Rather than still being human, she morphed into a terrifying creature, one that was only known in nightmares until that very moment: a Fenrir. She was a hulking direwolf, one that rippled with muscle. Her lava-like blood showed through pitch black fur. Her eyes were pits of lava, just like how her blood pumping through her veins was. Selene was terrifying and now everyone knew it too.

She leaped into the air, clawing down birds from the sky, which were easy pickings for Nova and Laurel to finish off. Catching some in her jaw, Selene ate them without incident, noting the unique flavors. "These birds make wonderful meals for a wolf, but for a human, this'll take some experimentation." She mumbled to herself while fighting them off, their wings piercing flesh.

Nascha continued to defend Milo, but more of the flock was filling the skies. "Hurry up, everyone." Her tone was perfectly neutral, despite the panic in her eyes. Nova rushed over to them in an instant, providing more cover, but they all knew it wouldn't be enough....