[private] could not hold me back

[Nashua]

"Good," Nashua retorts to her.

He flickers in and out of view, wondering if the distortion might mess with the dragon's vision. (As a youth, he had pitted himself against Leilan several times. He had very rarely bested his mentor but Nash had learned a few tricks.) When he comes into Mazikeen's line of sight, his glowing stripes move in tandem with his healing and he wonders if the vision she uses might be thrown off by the magic.

"We're a rather distustful lot," he continues on. He works on keeping one part of him in sight - a wing, a striped leg, the dark scowl on his blazed face - as Nashua continues trying to lure her out of Taiga. Mazikeen is intent on searching his home and the Freyr becomes determined to keep her out of it.

Nashua becomes determined to draw her dragon flame out, towards him.

"She's a shifter, isn't she?" he calls out. "Like you and Gale?" he says, not bothering to hide the contempt from his voice. "Why would we want her here?" (It isn't the complete truth. If Mazikeen's daughter had really sought their help, Nashua would have given it. If it meant one more chance to really end the Curse - or atleast deny it another path to the future - Nash would have aided in any way he could.)

While he questions Mazikeen's sanity, it's her maternal instincts that he's counting on. The Isle is a shrine to a dragon's fire, and the devastation it can cause. But he's learned that there is so only much that they can wield, before the fires within them burn out, and he hopes as steps back in the direction towards the River, that hers will run out before she can turn them back on the Taiga.

@Mazikeen