We were traveling on foot for a while, and let's just say, my true colours came out like a paint bomb. Same with the others. I already knew Cana, but boy, poor Magnus and Frost. 

I already knew that Cana was sweet, bubbly and benevolent, buuuuuuut when you touch her trinkets or, god forbid, her food, she literally produces lava out her mouth, kinda like we can produce frost and electricity. Magnus was fine when he decided to pick up one of her random amulets that she crafted and carried in a fireproof pouch that she somehow constructed, but..... Frost sure as hell wasnt. It thankfully only burnt the tip of his tail. It looked like a charred hu

Magnus was as naive as they could come. He was oblivious to Cana's very  obvious blushing, even though her face was red, it went an even darker to a more maroon tinge. He loved talking to me though. He was like my best friend, except for Cana, nobody could ever replace cana, speaking of Cana, that's all he talked about, unless it was about Frost. Oh god, lots of stories. Frost kept away from me, and apparently Magnus knew though. But apparently Frost told him not to. While we were walking, he would be on the other side of Magnus and Cana. I mean, it was kinda disheartening, but I really didn't blame him.

I'm not your average 'perfect protagonist' or 'flawed badass' nah. I'm a jerk. Just that simple. I hate sharing, I'm territorial, I'm quite....... cold? No pun intended and I am very aggressive when I feel threatened or in a bad mood, just your average ass. I have some 'trust issues too' so, really I cannot blame him. Whenever i talked to the male, his face would light up in shock and he would jump twenty feet away from me. Not that i blame him.