Post by Burning Falcon on Feb 4, 2007 19:44:51 GMT -5
Crouching over the flames, Phyre banged his hammer into a chunk of metal, causing sparks to fly. He felt the heat fringe at his facial feathers, but he ignored it and pulled the new pair of battle claws from the forge.
"Perfect!" he hooted and taking his beak, he poked holes in the tips of the talons, inserting embers into them.
