Ducking and twisting, Eve lashed out at the snarling wolf, glad for once of the studs and padding around her knuckles, something her sister had insisted on when giving her the gloves. Belatedly the dragon fled to the sky, a distressed parrot squawk spiraling in it's wake as she dodged again. [color=ed1c24]"Oh [i]come on.[/i]"[/color] Eve spat, [color=ed1c24]"you can't even spook it with your pitiful fire?"[/color] She was glad that Zo was looking out for her, but she hated how little she seemed to be able to do, especially when one of the boys, the previously silent one she noted, hollered for help. 
[@KatherinWinter]