x dont play with fire or you'll get burned x -- ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ°Wildfire's Secret CoveÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ°

x Pyromaniac x

//Call it fate's wish
That I was born from a fire
Call it a curse
That I can't resist my soul's desire.

//What was once just a hobby
Has turned into an obsession
When it comes to fire
I can't help my aggression.

//I really don't mean to do it
Those flames put me in a trance
Before I know it I've gone too far
Done something terrible without a second glance

//I've tried to stop
But my tragic game can't be turned
You can't warn me about danger
I won't stop 'till I get burned.

.Dont play with fire or you'll get burned.

x Pyro glanced at her dam, silver dappled lappets pirhouetting atop her regal crown as she stood beneath a canopy of snowgums, a half bored expression imprinted on her delicate features. Apertures flicker to the vales exit, debating whether to make a quick break for it or whether to stay here and listen to her dams non-stop mechanical teaching voice. She found it all oh so very boring. As far as she was concerned she would never need any of this stuff. She would much rather be out flirting with some colt [lol] or off in the cool, inviting crackenback river, relaxing. Reluctantly she tore her gaze away from the escape hatch and back to Yarrawa. Obediently doing as she was told, pretending she was enjoying the lesson, though her body language told a totally different story.