FlameFrags ✧

*Manepear (You) just got done from an assasination, the night sky glows as the moon rays hit the world. Cold air hits your face, your spear glinting with a warm shine with splatters of blood of your assasination victim, fresh. You were walking to your base, lonely and isolated in a cave that you used to live with Flame in. But ever since Law was around, Flame wasn't ever seen near or in the their base. Torches light up the caves warmly, you heard a familiar voice, calling you* "Mane!" *Flame.*