wild_magic | dragons!!!

It wasn't every day that a dragon flew in and started destroying the city you live near.

Honestly it wasn't every day that you even see a dragon, so it was already a strange thing, but the attack was even more out of the ordinary.

Susan was worried when he heard it, when he saw the dragon, and although he was worried about the citizens of the city, he was the most worried about his brother. He didn't know how long he would be, if he was okay, and he didn't have a way to contact him. He sent his familiar in, in falcon form, but it didn't really help. He had no idea where Lauren was.

He waited, though, trusting that his brother could take care of himself. But by nightfall he was starting to really worry, and he couldn't help it any longer. He gathered his things together before starting to head towards the city... Right as he noticed a seagull flying over head. It was weird, normally he wouldn't see something like that around, and it's even stranger when the bird lands in front of him. It's stranger still when it opens its beak and speaks to him in Lauren's voice, but he just looks confused as the bird finishes and flies off. At least he knows he's safe and that he should wait for him, but how long would it take for Lauren to get here? He just doesn't know.

But he can at least give him the benefit of the doubt and stick around a little longer. And so he climbs up to the top of one of the trees near their little hollow, getting a good vantage point so that, hopefully, he can see Lauren as soon as he arrives.

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Lauren doesn't like shifting. He's never admitted it. He knew it was part and parcel of his connection with nature. He'd always known that, always known the power of that, and of how it could be used for great feats of strength and cunning. KNowledge didn't make him like changing his form anymore than he would have without the power. It's out of desperation whenever he changes, and it's that same desperation now that has him running on all fours, taking the shape of a panther to increase his speed. His mind is on his brother, and he can't help but feel fear twisting in his stomach.

All he can do is hope that Susan got his message. He hopes he sent it on time, that he hadn't tried to find a way into the city. It's these worries that make him run, and keep running, his legs burning, even enhanced as they are by his new shape. It feels like it takes him years to finally get to their forest, charging inside and finding their clearing by scent. He would recognize that smell anywhere, but when he gets to the clearing, he finds no one, and he paces the campground in a circle, tail twitching in agitation before he resumes his normal form.

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