Fire Spirit cookie — CRK

The atmosphere in the enchanted forest was unusual. At least for Fire Spirit. He'd been here so often, but he still couldn't get used to this place. Fire tried not to touch anything, so as not to burn anything... after all, he was the master of fire, one of the main elements of the Silver Tree.

Walking through a small clearing, he spotted a familiar figure. Wind Archer. Fire Spirit always denied it, but he... admired him. He would never admit it, but even now, watching him practice, aiming an arrow at a makeshift target, he couldn't look away.

After a couple of minutes of simply watching the arrows hit the center with perfect accuracy, he came out from behind the tree, giving Archer quite a fright.

• Are you training, breeze?

Fire Spirit asked brazenly, folding his arms across his chest.