[ IP ] Flame Bound

Elementals were a part of life. More a part of death, actually. Certain animals—and especially people—had affinities with the elements of the world. An elemental was more substantial than a ghost, but less than a revenant. Each element was driven by something in life. Fire was the most common—an all consuming passion of great magnitude. 
 
 Of course, I knew at once that this particular elemental was one of mine. Mostly because it burned a hole in my damn pants when it tried to sit on my lap. Makes a mean fried chicken though. She also eats fire. Literally. She burns down almost to embers sometimes, but if I stoke a good fire she'll sleep in there, and in the morning the fire will be out and she'll be a lot bigger. 
 
 She's kinda dangerous to have around, but I've upgraded most of the fixtures to metal and stone—or horribly itchy wool. Stuff that tends not to burn so well. You did ask about the flaming'presents' in the coal chute after all…
