Boiling Over

Ava was a sore loser. She knew that better than anyone else. And it was also one of Ava's greatest weaknesses. It showed just in how salty she was about the pathetic results of that stupid volleyball tournament. She and Archer should've been able to win more. They were a dragon and a demon, for fucks sake. But Ava wasn't so petty that she'd blame Archer. Ava had gone over her mistakes over and over again in her head, and it was driving her crazy. Ava wanted a rematch, in some form, any form. It was bullshit, all of it. And her frustration showed in the destroyed, burnt trees around her, that she had punched.

Sauron whined a bit as the hand that Ava was petting him with heated up a bit, it didn't hurt the dog but he noticed it and was worried about his owner. Ava blinked and lifted her hand off of Sauron, she still didn't have full control over the heat generation she had recently discovered. Ava had discovered a lot of stuff recently, thanks to the daily training she did. It was handy to have someone like Titus as a guardian, his training was tough but gave results.

Ava stared at her hand for a bit, but was snapped out of it when Sauron suddenly stood up and began staring at somewhere towards the tree tops. Ava looked there too and saw a dragon flying over the woods. It didn't look like anyone familiar, but then again there were so many dragons on the island that there was no way Ava could know them all. So Ava didn't pay it much more attention, and simply hugged Sauron, making sure she didn't heat up this time.

Sauron's and Ava's hug session was interrupted by the dragon, that suddenly decided to fly down over to them. Ava looked up, frowning a bit, and that frown deepened when she saw who the dragon was. It was one of the smurfs, the one from the tournament. Ava wanted to growl, this guy had a terrible timing, but she held it back and instead eyed Eein as he stretched and spoke.

"Am I supposed to be impressed by your amazing powers of observation?"
Ava said with a brow lift, making it clear that she wasn't in the best mood. But the frown on Ava's face turned more angry when the guy suddenly chuckled. What was oh, so funny? Ava felt the sudden urge to punch this guy in the face with something smaller and harder than a volleyball.

Ava could almost swear she could hear this guy think that she was a Drakenhardt in her head. Most people did when they found out she was a dragon, and it still pissed her off. Like she was a Drakenhardt first and herself second. Well, at least this guy didn't ask if she was a Drakenhardt.
"And a good memory too. You have it all, don't ya?"
Ava answered with a sarcastic tone, and stood up.
"Did you actually have something to say to me or did you just come here to show off these talents of yours?"