One who lights a fire in a peaceful clover field...
The Wildfire envelops everything it touches, leaving not even the rarest, the four-leaf, unscathed.
This fire will not stop growing.
But neither will the field.
Both grow, and they hinder and help each other...
I am Clover Wildfire.
A balance of growth and destruction.

BTW I write smut so if you don't like that then go away