Ashfur's fire.

The dancing flames twirl around the burning forest, trees stumbling down to the soiled dirt. The heavy wind rushes through her thick and silky fur. The stare of anger resting on your face, your eyes frantically darting around. "Here! A way to cross over. Quickly!" You call out to the three, the smoke revolving around the area, fog heavy and thick Your paws step forward towards the log, A small glaze to the front, noticing a dark shadow emerging on the branch. "Ashfur! Get out of the way."