Kirina heard someone yell. My isn't he bossy! she thought to herself as she scrambled to her feet and stared at the man who was talking to them. She watched him for a while, a smile plastered to her face before she got bored and looked around her. On the ground near her feet was a boy, roughly her age, his mouth had fallen open but there was no tongue in it. He must have bit it off when he collided with the ground. His head lay propped against a rock, and a huge crack divided the back of his skull. Blood oozed down the rock in a thick mush. Kira stared at the boy for a while. She grabbed the boy's hand and dragged his limp body towards the water. Waves picked him up and took him floated him farther and farther out.
"I can't help you anymore!" She called after the body. "Bye bye!!" With that she watched as the waves took him away. In the back of her mind the word 'fire' floated around.
Fire! She had heard someone say fire. She turned on her heels and scrambled away from the shore. "Fire!" She called out. "I like fire!" She saw a girl bending down to collect leaves and small sticks. Kira bolted, running at her at full speed. Right before she ran straight into her, Kira stopped. She waved her arms about to keep from falling before looking up at the girl. Grinning she panted, "Fire? I can do that!" With one hand she reached down the front of her shirt, digging around for something. With a flash of white teeth she yanked something out the front of her shirt, a wild grin on her face. Proudly, Kira held out her hands, in them lay a small grey rock that was rough to the touch.
"It's flint! See?" Kira did not remember how she got it.