~*~The Pack of TrueBlood: A Werewolf RP~*~ (Now open!)

Jashta stood looking down from the volcano on the True Bloods territory. He was completely motionless, besides the faint rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. Then, almost out of blue, he uttered a single word: "Fire"

From behind him, balls of fire were launched, flying over his head and sailing towards the True Bloods territory. One by one, they smashed into the ground, exploding upon impact and leaving deep gouges in the ground. The nearby trees went up in flames, casting an errie red glow into the sky.
 

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