This Burning Desire ♡ Dancing Fire ♡ Is Turning Me To Sin

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MAGNUM DAISUKE

Of course, Magnum was close with the orange glow of a fire, often having lit a cigarette on a campfire from his many travels around the lands beyond this region. Or perhaps the pale yellow and blue of a lighter of the stash of lighter in his den that he would often flick on in the pitch blackness of his room he felt alone despite the many people that inhabited the island. Ah, there is also the excitement of struck match and how powerful it’s all too brief life is when used the right way. Magnum had to admit, something about the heat always made him grin and want to almost be engulfed and licked by it. Maybe that was telling of his destructive tendencies or just the unfinished workings of a potential pyromaniac.

Magnum crept out of his den with a lighter and two cigarettes clenched between his teeth with the intention of sitting on the beach and watch the gentle lap of the waves while he contemplated just how long he was willing to stay in the clan. Only to hear the soft voice of a woman and a slightly illuminated figure to accompany it. Hell, even the head honcho of the clan was headed that direction to check out the scene and the lovely voice. With a shrug of a guy who had nothing better to do at that time, the wolf followed not too far behind until be too was standing next to the leopard....snake? The canid mentally took note of the unfamiliar appearance, but rolled with it as he sat down before the small fire before them. Or.....what was really a bunch of little fire people having a little party to this chick’s singing.


“Hot damn.”

He couldn't resist the pun.

“If you did make ‘em, that’s quite a talent you have there. I could watch these little guys all day.”

EVERYTHING IS DUST IN THE WIND