09-25-2012, 09:27 AM
In the day before the hurricane, Fire had just started to get used to her new pack. So different then her old. The Shewolfs and Males seemed to hold equal rank, instead of just the males. While still fighting to fully understand she reveled in the knowledge that here, she could actually touched the fire. That here she could actually make her father proud as the last of his line. Even if that ment nothing to his spirt. But, this all depended on if she lived.
Fire Lynn looked over the fire's fence her face and fur buffeted by the wind. Her eyes were only for the leaping flames of the diminished fire. Looking wide she noticed the others trying to gather the embers from the center. Flinching she jumped over, and move closer. She had only been here days and now she was going to try to talk to the other firekeepers. Her tail whipped nervously. In her old pack Shewolfs were forbidden to touch the fire, but she had watched. Taking a deep breath of smoke and humid air she ran over, "You can get hot coals near the edge under everything. Then you don't have to try to dig them out from the middle.... And I have these." She held out her clamps to Gemma. "We can gently grab coals with this." Her voice was low and growly from the smoke and her deeply scared throat. Looking at their faces she just hoped that she was doing right.
Fire Lynn looked over the fire's fence her face and fur buffeted by the wind. Her eyes were only for the leaping flames of the diminished fire. Looking wide she noticed the others trying to gather the embers from the center. Flinching she jumped over, and move closer. She had only been here days and now she was going to try to talk to the other firekeepers. Her tail whipped nervously. In her old pack Shewolfs were forbidden to touch the fire, but she had watched. Taking a deep breath of smoke and humid air she ran over, "You can get hot coals near the edge under everything. Then you don't have to try to dig them out from the middle.... And I have these." She held out her clamps to Gemma. "We can gently grab coals with this." Her voice was low and growly from the smoke and her deeply scared throat. Looking at their faces she just hoped that she was doing right.