[Sango has apparently set herself with the familiar task of gathering wood, and returns to the site with a large armful of sticks, dumping them unceremoniously in the pit when it's clear.]
Alright. [She could start a fire herself if she wanted to, but in this case it's unnecessary tedium. The currently tiny Kirara, familiar with her duties, places her paws on the edge of the pile of sticks and waits. Sango eyes Nate, hands on her hips.] You might want to stand back.
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Alright. [She could start a fire herself if she wanted to, but in this case it's unnecessary tedium. The currently tiny Kirara, familiar with her duties, places her paws on the edge of the pile of sticks and waits. Sango eyes Nate, hands on her hips.] You might want to stand back.