I open my eyes and see the world around me bathed in red light. The light is a measure of my power, I can tell that much, so when it dims quickly. Then something blows a scorching power at me, and I leap in a great display of light, grateful for just the small gust that may have saved me.
I look into the thing's eyes. They don't glow like mine, but I see her power in their blue depths. I reach my scorching fingers toward her, and she dips her talons closer so I can wrap tendrils of flame around them. I feel power much like my own seeping from her burning scales and letting me burn brighter.
Another red face slithers in to my orange glow, her muzzle twisted in anger
"Peril...out...midnight.."
She speaks and shakes her head, but I don't understand many of her words. The first creature-the one she called Peril- gives me a sorry glance, then pads into a dark cave.
Then the other, bigger one turns her glare on me and flaps away. I watch her for a moment, then decide she isn't worth it and turn to flick hopeful light around the corner of the first one's cave.
So I don't realize that the bigger one comes back, or what shes holding when she does.
Until she throws it on me.
The cold liquid hisses when it touches the blackened embers around me, stealing my power. I try to shift away from it, but only a burst of sparks results when I slip into the watery mess and feel all my light stolen from me.
With the flame quenched and Peril safely away in her room, Scarlet flapped off to her own sleeping cave.