Fire

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I stood at the edge of the Fire Rock cliff. Looking across the land at the fog covering half of the land. I gaze upon to the edge of the Fire clans territory. Once a peaceful sight now the Fire Warriors building a lava rock wall. I feel a fire ignite from within me. It reaches my throat, turning my lips to char. It dies down and my lips return to normal. I puff a cloud of smoke. My orange coat and wings grows flame on and off. I feel like ramming through the wall which separates us from the rest of the world. I hear my mothers voice calling to me. I trot over to our makeshift rock home. I lie on the moist, lush grass floor and drift to sleep.

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