Fiara could be found every night at her special clearing the forest practicing her craft of fire, and tonight was no different. She practice creating it, throwing it and preserving it using the skills that her father taught her so long ago. She missed him, but thats why she did this. She felt closer to him when she held a flame in her hand.<br/><br/>She was concentrating so hard she didn't even hear the rustling of bushes at first. But then the sound hit her. Well it wasn't the sound that hit her first, it was the feeling the sound possessed. It was frightened. Of what she did not know, so she became very alert, and alert was all she could be. She slowly approached the spot the sound had come from, her heart beating faster and faster. She felt a small ball of heat begin to form in her palm. She was ready for anything. As she came closer to the spot the rustling stopped. Her heart beat harder. She was just about ready to blast the spot with a fire ball when a mouse came scampering out.<br/><br/>Fiara jumped a little than began laughing in spite of herself. "Calm down there girl! You can take a little mouse!" She figured that was her cue to go home. Getting back into her alert mode, she made her way back home through the dense, dark forest.