“Now we need stones to put around it,” Rains Fall’s calm baritone filled your ears as he crouched beside you — both yourself and him looking down at the pile of sticks you'd readied for a fire.

He was teaching you how to make one. It was a necessary skill, after all, and especially needed for some traditions.

“Do you know why we put rocks around the fire?” He added patiently, rubbing the top of your head in a mentor-like, almost fatherly manner.