Guardian of Shirilda [howler/Erza]
The shadows of the Hallow were darker than usual that night. No sound came from those who lived in the woods. Only hours before, the forest had been alive with the sounds of birds and beasts as they began to make the transition from night to dark. But then something had happened. The dark branches of the trees had bent and twisted as a hot gust of wind flew through the pines. The oak trees withered from flames as black as tar, and the ground shook with the roar of beasts. Dragon fire had lit the sky for hours, before a final thud signaled the end of a battle. The whole scene had been watched by a single person. A young Ravala woman had seen the fight and had waited purposely for things to calm down. But the fear in the forest was evident by the lack of noise in the forest.
Naki'ra stood on the branch over-looking the scene near the river. The small river that flowed through the Hallow was flowing with blood from the bodies of the dragons that lay near its banks. The first was a strange looking dragon. Part of it was silver, but it was covered in blackened scales and looked as if some of its flesh had been rotted away. The second was a white dragon that lay unmoving and unbreathing. Kala's white hair fell to her waist as she floated to the ground, her size growing to that of a human as she landed near the dead dragons. She looked around cautiously, the smell of charred flesh and the wet slosh of blood soaked ground churning her stomach. Her eyes were strange for her race. She held one red eye and one gold eye. The dress she wore was spider-silk. Sleeveless at the bodice and cut short to allow for easier movement through the trees.
Her heart sank at the sight before her. She closed her eyes, shifting to prepare herself for the hard task of burrying the bodies of the dragons. At least, that's what she'd thought she would have to do. She took a step forward, only to step on something cold and solid. Looking down, she she saw a large sword, almost as big as she was. She shifted, lifting the sword off the ground, surprised at how light it felt in her hand. Without warning, a light shot from the sword, surrounding the area and blinding her. When the light finally faded and she could see, she was amazed to find the dragons gone. Confused, she looked down at the sword still in her hand, trying to figure out what had happened.