Chapter Nine

(TPOV) Talon's point of view

After catching up with Max, and after getting her down from her crying fit, we managed to find a place for the night. Luckily, it was in a cave. It was slightly wet toward the back, but, we all have had worse to deal with. But, with all the bad luck I've been getting I had the misfortune of drawing up the middle shift for the night. To say the fact that Max and Fang where set off guard by the attack was like saying that melted cheese doesn't stick to stuff, but that has been proven more times than I care to count. So when I was woke up for my watch, I was already pretty tired. About halfway through my watch, I heard a yawn. I turned around, and too my surprise, Tora was awake.

"Tora, what are you doing up?" I asked. She sent me an angry glance, most likely the hormones though.

"Never was asleep," she muttered. Yeah that was defiantly the hormones. I could tell that she was. She rolled over and sneezed. To my shock and surprise, fire shot out of her mouth and nearly scorched my clothing. I raised an eyebrow at her. That was one of the side effects the Ms. Martinez talked about. I scooted over to her.

"You need help learning to control that?" I asked. I was going expect that Tora was going to reject the idea, but to my surprise, she gave off a weak nod. I knew that baby needed Tora to sleep, but this could cause even more trouble for him or her if I did nothing to help Tora control her new found firebreathing. Of course, in extreme situations we can unleash a blast of our breath weapon in response of battle wounds. I, on the other hand, have another way of dealing with this sort of dilemma. For some reason, I can breathe an extra blast of fire if I need it, but for some reason, I always have to vocalize something. I don't know what it means, or how I even know it, I just know for a fact that I do. I haven't even tried to teach it to anyone, because of the fact that I have no idea how it works. But in that instant, an idea came to me. I started drawing a pattern on the floor.

"Mind telling me what you're doing?" Tora asked, looking over my shoulder as I traced the pattern in the dirt of the cave floor.

"I don't have much of a clue myself. It just came to me," I said. Tora sent me a confused look. I finished drawing the pattern, and stood up. As if by magic, the pattern glowed, and what looked like energy wisps entered Tora for a brief second, then the pattern vanished. Tora muttered something, before letting out a belt of fire, this time under control. I let out grin. Tora make a gasp of surprise.

"Is it really that easy?" She asked.

"Yeah. It should prevent you from unleashing fire at bad moments and use it in battle if you wish. Now go back to bed, you two," I said as I looked at her stomach lovingly, "need to get some sleep."