"Hey!" the dog shouted. Blueblood ignored him, seeing his reflection and that his glorious croupe, which had taken just forever to style and groom so that it could be held in place under a helmet and not be messed up when he took it off, was currently sporting a happily crackling little fire. He screamed, tossing the shield back at the dog, and taking off at a gallop. "Water! I need water!" Stellar stumbled over her own hooves. 