The sound of flames crackled and rumbled through the air like a violent whisper. Asia Kali had managed to climb up onto the side of the ship, which had now become the top. He scanned its hull, admiring the sheer size of it, yet concern wracked through him. The fire was close, and without any sort of control or command, it would consume the ship and the forest surrounding it. Flickers of flame hinted in shattered windows and twisted metal, leaving a column of darkest smog rising into the air like a flag. Within the ship, he could hear aggression, and through clambering across the hull, he could see inside, through a small hole. A bear was trying to attack a dragon; apparently for starting the fires as he held a lighter. It was thorougly undignified on both sides, and particularly dishonourable for the dragon as he laughed at the bear. Base emotions, base actions. The rabbit climbed round and gently slipped down onto a chunk of metal jutting out of the hull. Using this, he dropped, noticing a hole where the fire spilled through, near to another pair of patrons to the vessel.
Asia decided to stay back, keep to the bushes. If the flames became too much, he would call them, but right now, he hadnt a clue what was going on, and he knew in times like this information was everything.