Ashe snapped again, the boar was lit with a brilliant blaze before dropping against a tree, and the fire began to spread. Ashe shook her head as she watched the tree burn, uttering a few words under her breath. Only one thing could come of this, the law. It always seemed to bite her in the butt when she made a mistake like this but was it really a mistake? No. Well yes, it was, but maybe less of one than she actually thought. Ashe craved attention and with her sisters on the outs, she needed it more than ever. So this fire was in a way, a call for help and a desire for action.
A tantrum, one that could end in her being sent to jail. It was a consequence she was willing to face if it meant getting her five seconds of fame with a rune knight. So Ashe watched the forest around her burn, spreading slowly, but surely. And she waited for the moths, the rune knights, drawn to the flames, whose wings would soon burn in anguish under the fire maidens wrath.