Talk:The Clearing/@comment-5820956-20130215033711/@comment-4312567-20130216205325

Stormfire summoned a blaze of silver-blue fire, then dumped it onto Southfire. The silver flame began battling the other, and seemed to be winning. BEfore long, the previous flame had fiinally extinguished. But not only the flame.

Stormfire's flame evaporated off, and she groaned as she saw Southfire's twitching body.

She glared at the shadows.

"Dad! Will you stop trying to kill Southfire?"

Mistshadow slid out and whispered huskily, "That wasn't me."

Then another Mistshadow slid out and wailed, "I'm sorry, it was me!"

And another slid out and said, "I'm sorry, but there was... an accident."