Originally Posted by
ThirdEmperor
Cent Street
The pack leader pauses momentarily, the blue-white circles of flame that serve as it's eyes turning dim for a second as it dimly attempts to cogitate why it's prey isn't fleeing. Although, genetically speaking, the trio of fire elementals could not be more distinct or less related to any kind of cat, tiger or otherwise, in many ways the mind tends to change to match it's form, and the trio have come to think like cats; to divide the world into prey and predator. Prey is supposed to run when it sees them, not huddle up into a group, and certainly not stand it's ground and spit strange words at the tigers.
The elementals minds are quick though, if not as bright as their luminescent forms, and such thoughts are thought out quickly, the three arriving upon a solution within the blink of an eye; killing the defiant prey should solve the problem. In unwavering harmony, the three elementals let out a fearsome roar and lunge forward, the two smaller tigers trying to circle around the defender, attempting to flank him before rushing in from either side, one aiming to knock the hunter off his feet with a powerful sweep of it's tail, the other leaping up and trying to pin him to ground with it's paws.
The leader of the pack, however, heads straight for Takara, seeing her as the alpha of the mortals. For a second, it allows it's corporeal body to waver, losing it's feline form and turning to it's natural state, a shapeless inferno of onrushing fire heading straight towards the Lady with terrible speed.