Feoras remained silent, thinking of what he could do. He had lost her that was certain, and as to why he was still unclear. He glanced at the goblets and waited for the liquid to be poured, knowing full well the coolness of the ice would be somewhat unpleasant. He could handle the cold easily, but often things of ice were often melted when they were touched by him. The fires within him shaping his personality and often result in his own body being warmer then average.

He would not be able to find that spell. He knew he wouldn't be able to...he also knew that she would never let him. He could always find a different way..a fire related spell, but again the likely hood of her allowing him to do so was low to the point of non existence. This would probably haunt him later. It was unusual for him to be this quiet at a moot.
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The salamander tilted its head at her. It's nostrils twitched as it blinked. This red creature seemed rather unintelligent, but a look into its eyes would prove otherwise. It gurgled at her and tilted its head. It did know of where kelpies lived, but the question was whether or not this human would be too valuable to lead out of summer. 

A wrong decision on its part would lead to heavy consequences...especially after a moot. It gurgled again before it waddled closer and studied her more.