YOU’RE LEAFY

Autumn, a time to relax and play in the leaves. Maple leaf (you and Firey’s child) was slowly wobbling around among the leaves, she’d just learned to walk today and she had a pure look of joy upon her face. Firey sat with you, his fingers interlaced with yours as you watched her from a bench. He almost looked like he wanted to join, but he was fire. He couldn’t.

“She’s having fun.”