STEER CLEAR OF THE SUN | OBSERVATORY EVACUATION

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Fire. Something Thea herself had never dealt with, and didn't know. But it didn't take much besides getting close enough to feel the fur on her body singeing to come to the realization this was something she should keep away from, as the young Arabian leopard tried to navigate through the maze of flames that had been created.

She had been late to making it out, mostly due to the fact she was unused to the layout of the Observatory, and that had led her to a few dead ends, and costing Thea valuable time as she tried to backtrack, only to find the paths she was familiar with cut off, leading to more confusion and frustration for the guardian.

The sirens, if anything, made it even more disorienting, hard to focus, and Thea stumbled, not used to this feeling of helplessness. She hated it. Hated it so much. Patches of burned fur and skin could be seen, and the Fireball could feel her lungs fill with smoke, slowly but surely preventing her from breathing what little clean air was left. "Guys? Guys!"

She pushed on, fire occaisonally licking her paws and legs as it crept too close, and she was quick to jump back, with the feeling of burned skin keeping her going.