Neverwinter Forest I’ve been killing all my time.

She squinted at the wolf, finally realizing how young this girl was. But that didn't stop her from being bewildered. Had no one even told her of fire? Seriously? How could she even begin. Ok, well, it's loike, um, well, Maude tapped her chin thoughtfully. It's made. From lightnin' an' such. Makes this substance come t'life. It burns stuff, even wolves. Blackens it 'til it makes soot an' ash. That's what's makin' t'snow gray an' black, It probably wasn't the best description; how could one know fire without seeing it?