Firefox? May I present to you Firepanda!
06-09-2019, 02:21 PM
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch. He'd made it to the rapids and he thought he was safe so close to the water, but the breeze seemed to be carrying the embers far ahead of the main body of the fire. Armando lay on the ground on his back flinging dirt onto his smoldering tail and trying to pat the low burning but persistent flames into submission. They refused to die. If he'd been thinking he'd have leaped into the water and put it out that way, but his world had narrowed down to the flames on his tail and he could think of nothing else.
"Hold still!" The white raven pushed a stone onto his tail. Armando could hear the flames smother with an angry hiss. Gingerly he tugged his tail free and began to cradle it. The end was bare and blistered but it had escaped major harm. "Oh my poor tail!" he cried as he stroked his patchy fur.
"If you want to live, follow me, I can lead you to water! Waaaaa-ter." Still clutching his tail Armando looked up at the bird uncomprehendingly. He almost pointed to the shallows behind him, thinking perhaps she hadn't seen it, but then he saw the small fire steadily growing around the base of the tree he'd been in and decided there was no time for questions. Maybe she meant safer water.
Thinking maybe the bird was a bit slow (that would explain the weird emphasis on the word 'water') he said slowly and loudly, "Ohh-kay. Leeead the waaay." How could he argue with an offer of free help? From the air the bird could see farther than he could and she'd be able to guide him effortlessly to safer waters.
"Hold still!" The white raven pushed a stone onto his tail. Armando could hear the flames smother with an angry hiss. Gingerly he tugged his tail free and began to cradle it. The end was bare and blistered but it had escaped major harm. "Oh my poor tail!" he cried as he stroked his patchy fur.
"If you want to live, follow me, I can lead you to water! Waaaaa-ter." Still clutching his tail Armando looked up at the bird uncomprehendingly. He almost pointed to the shallows behind him, thinking perhaps she hadn't seen it, but then he saw the small fire steadily growing around the base of the tree he'd been in and decided there was no time for questions. Maybe she meant safer water.
Thinking maybe the bird was a bit slow (that would explain the weird emphasis on the word 'water') he said slowly and loudly, "Ohh-kay. Leeead the waaay." How could he argue with an offer of free help? From the air the bird could see farther than he could and she'd be able to guide him effortlessly to safer waters.
Armando has a female tufted titmouse companion. It doesn't have a name because it's dumb and doesn't deserve one. Assume it's with him always.
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