Ember frolicked -yes frolicked- around the forest in a strangely giddy mood. And that meant trouble. Every time Ember was all alone and in a very good mood it meant one thing, and one thing only. Fire. She wanted to burn something down. Odd and slightly idiotic, but that's what she did when she was in one of those moods. Whether it was a small box or an entire...forest.
The pyromaniac halted abruptly finally realizing where she was standing. Right in the middle of a forest. Covered in trees. Wooden trees. With a devilish smile, she thought she'd start off slow and watch it grow. Ripping off a decent sized branch form a nearby tree, she lit it on fire with her index finger and watched it grow, flames dancing in her eyes. Once it got big enough, she tossed it up into the trees above, and observed as it got caught in the intertwining branches and kept the flame going. "Perfect."
The pyromaniac halted abruptly finally realizing where she was standing. Right in the middle of a forest. Covered in trees. Wooden trees. With a devilish smile, she thought she'd start off slow and watch it grow. Ripping off a decent sized branch form a nearby tree, she lit it on fire with her index finger and watched it grow, flames dancing in her eyes. Once it got big enough, she tossed it up into the trees above, and observed as it got caught in the intertwining branches and kept the flame going. "Perfect."