'Free Willy?' Tiger repeated, stretching himself out to knead his front claws on the carpet. 'Yeah that's a whale. I'm not a whale. I'm a cat. A really big cat and if you want to know what I eat then why don't you come a little closer and I'll-'
"Behave, Tiger."
'She's as bad as Pugsley was the first time.' Tiger was far from actually offended, he was fine with his size, but he just wanted to make it known that he was not fat. He was a big breed, thank you kindly.
Sighing, Reggie ran a hand through his hair and stopped when he felt it grow suddenly warmer as flames licked their way up his skin yet again. He did not shout this time, he was almost getting used to it, but he did wave his hand around until it finally went away. "And I'm awful at being a fire. Burned my plants that I tried to fix and had to leave the rest with a friend. Fire and plants just do not fix well." He wanted nothing more than for this all to be over so that he could go back to living his life the way it was supposed to be and forget about all of this. Like it had just been the worst and longest nightmare of his life. "And earth is easy, it's fire that's all... destructive. No offense, but I can't heal anything with this." The flames reappeared and he waved them off once more, though he thought that there was a pull. Like the flames wanted to go at the redhead. Fire must be pretty pissed at her too. "Would've been nice if the dreams told us what to do."