[i][/i][color=8dc73f][h1][i][u]Myrtle Gardner - Wallƒlower[/u][/i][/h1][/color]
The two fell several feet to the floor below, the girl falling on Myrtle and knocking th4 sir out of her. She heaved, coughing heavily into her fist while she laid I'm the burning bed of ashes. Fire surrounded them on all sides.  Bits of fiery embers burned away. Her vines were done for.

"I'm scared," the girl cried, sitting up. The two girls clung to each other. The seeds in her pockets were drying out and on the verge of dying. She willed an oak tree to grow but it was taking to long. They would be dead before it could form a shield or left them to safety. But the vines became brittle and died before long. They were done for. Myrtle hugged the girl close, her eyes closed from swelling in her eyes. 

Against all odds, somebody jumped out of no where and offered a hand. Half blind,  Myrtle held the girl's hand and reached out towards the human shaped silhouette.