Pyre frowned catching a scent of a fire creature, "Who goes there?" Pyre boomed, she may be small, but has a big voice.

Thunder growled, lighting radiating from his mouth. He was ready to blast the threat into the sky.

Pyro

Pyro sensed something. A evil presence, writhing with flames. But also a bird, in the exact spot. The one and the same, Pyro thought. Tossing and turning in his sleep, he knew he needed to wake up, but couldnt.

Pyre got out of her lava bath, she stood protectively beside Pyro, her hackles were raised, her wings snapped open threateningly.

Pyro tossed himself left and right, trying to wake up. Suddenly rocking too much, he fell RIGHT INTO THE LAVA BATH. Waking up in a heartbeat, he cried out, but couldnt get out of the pool.

Pyre screeched with fear for Pyro, Pyre leaped in and got Pyro out of the bath, "Please don't die!" she whimpered.

Shuddering, Pyro smiled weakly. He had massive burns, ranging between 1-3 degree, and all his hair, with a few exceptions, had been burned off, along with most of his clothes. *hey,* he said, patting Pyre and gritting his teeth with effort and pain, *its alright. I-I-I-Ill be fine.* and his arm slumped, but his eyes stayed open.

And focused, thank god. He wansnt dead. *i-I-I need u t-to get along with Thunder, ok? F-f-for me.* And he passed out again, still breathing.

Pyre whimpered and curled up beside Pyro, she looked at Thunder, "Till he recovers fully we need to take care of him, but first we need to make sure that fire creature doesn't fire at us."

Thunder nodded, then said, *put him near the lava. He needs heat. And dont derectly touch him. Use the bark instead.*

Pyre nodded and did what Thunder said, Pyre's ears were drooped and her tail didn't wag, when she was done she lay beside Pyro.

Thunder growled, then roared with anger, throwing lightning off everywhere but Pyre and Pyro. Then, stopping, he sighed and said, *we cant change whats done. We just need to help fix it. Which means fix Pyro.* then, he cooled his lightning, went to the nearby stream, electrocuted it a little, and brought back perfectly cooked fish. Giving one to Pyre, he said, *here.* and ate one of his own.