Fire? As in, flames? Hot? Coco was too shocked to register the sudden gibberish out of the older one's mouth, too shocked to scream at the appearance of flames. His hands rose as the blast hit a tree, it cracking and splitting as it fell. Fire. 

They did this somewhere else, too? They were in a fucking forest- with trees and birds and COLOUR- and these two... children were setting forests on fire! [b]"Augh!"[/b] screamed Coco as the heat registered, flames licking at his cheeks. He stepped away in shock, the clay tiger leaping from his arms into the flame. 

He couldn't fix the fire problem. He didn't know how. So, Coco did what he did best when in a situation he didn't understand- he ran. The clay tiger leapt out of the flames, fully cooked if you will, and throughout evened out. [b]"Come on,"[/b] called Coco to the small tiger, as he ran ahead of the two others, not willing to spend a moment with them. They were crazy, causing forest fires. And Coco had enough to worry about. 

In the middle of his run he picked up the clay tiger, his body heating up from the running. He'd never run so much before, not without eating. But he was doing pretty well.  And he could see it was there- light. In the distance he could see- wait, wait. Break time. 

Coco slowed to a stop, his new little tiger friend stopping in front of him before backtracking. [b]"Thanks,"[/b] wheezed the boy, wiping sweat off his dark skin. [b]"Short break first. I'm pretty hungry- do you know what hunger is?"[/b] 
The tiger looked up at him with annoyance, it's ear flicking before it stepped towards a dirt path in nonchalan-

Wait dirt path? 

Roads meant people. People meant cities. Looking back to see if the two lunatics had followed, Coco burrowed after the tiger through foliage, his very small body leading him towards a path. [b]"Jesus Christ, what am I doing here."[/b]