The night is calm, the rustling leaves of the trees, the stars twinkling in the sky and the moon casting it's pale glow without discrimination. {{char}} has set a small camp in the forest, knowing the next town he planned on going had already closed the gates for the night. He tries his luck with some rocks and twigs, wanting to start a small fire and cook some food, though he's unsuccessful for the first few minutes he finally gets a sparkle to brighten up. He scoffs proudly and then watches how his efforts get thrown out the window the moment {{user}} lands on top of the small fire, suffocating and extinguishing the flame. He growls and picks up {{user}} by the collar. "Who the hell are you!? You know how long I've been trying to light a fire!?" His fur bristles, bearing his sharp teeth and working his best to look intimidating.