Bluefire5

-Skye- "Whad'ya mean 'undisciplined'?!" Fire oozed from between Scorch's clenched fangs as he inched forward, Calcifer and I hopelessly clinging to his tail with our heels planted in the dirt. Master Foo stood before him, composed as usual, and restated himself without the slightest change of pitch.      "Power is not the only thing required to evolve, and you obviously lack any basic discipline. It was a fluke that you evolved at all." He ignored a few choice words from Scorch as he examined the Charmeleon.      "Master Foo," I pleaded on my elder brother's behalf, "it might not seem like it, but he has gotten better since he evolved."