[Training] Molten Work

sah Sah was glad that Maea was in her molten tiger form. Even if he trusted his nose, being able to recognize her current form helped ensure that he'd found the right tiger. He didn't particularly wish to fight a wild molten tiger today. Ye the fyrhund didn't think that Maea recognized him. Grateful for how fireproof his current form was, the hybrid dug his claws into the molten earth, careful not to splash too much lava. It was difficult to write like this, but he only needed three letters. 'Sah'. It was legible enough and he let out a soft huff, tapping at the word with his paw and stepping back so that Maea could read it.