Thread:BixbiteTheGreat/@comment-37000721-20190424221944/@comment-34012245-20190424223833

It just happened that Pollo was taking a very moody stroll through the foret, as proved by the smell of burnt twigs where he stepped.

The fire-like light caught his attention though, and he squinted. Still, he wasn't able to see much through the vegetation and approached a bit. "A fire?" Pollo asked himself out loud.