Fleur bit down on her lip, thinking if she should transform into her fenghuang form. Her dark red-violet eyes stared at the scene before her, her heart beating her rare blood through her veins. She looked at Tinafornea, who was clearly worried about Jasper, but she also seemed hurt. Tina, I'm going to need to transform into my spirit bird,
Fleur messaged Tinafornea, and her cousin turned to look at her with a bit of widened eyes, but she nodded in agreement. Fleur smiled, and took in a nervous breath.
Fleur transformed. She was 20 feet tall, and her wings spreading 25 feet, knocking down trees as she flapped them. Her orange-pink wings were then set ablaze, and became an orange, yellow, light red, while her peacock feathered tail were a deep purple.
Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first.