Talk:The Clearing/@comment-24176360-20130214224521/@comment-4312567-20130215033134

But this time, the fire didn't go out. Instead, it dragged itself to the nearest dry place to get reenrgised: Southfire.

He yowled in surprise and accidentally inflamed the blaze, then mewed in a strangled voice,

"Please, uncle, please don't do this."

The voice laughed and replied, dripping with mock indignance, "Oh, but the kits wanted a game! And I've given them one..."