It was cardio day, and the Braveheart MMA Team went on their favorite nature run; their first time on the trail since the fire. The smell of burnt pines still lingered in the air.

Upon reaching the edge of where the fire finally submitted, they noticed a family camping. What caught their eye was a dad starting a campfire with dry brush all around. When this group of men with hardened exteriors, covered head to toe in tattoos, sternly suggested he clear the area, the dad, who may have copped an attitude otherwise, apologized and built a proper pit.

Word Count: 99

Prompted from Carrot Ranch’s Flash Fiction Challenge at: https://carrotranch.com/2020/07/24/july-23-flash-fiction-challenge-2/.

Prompted from Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge at: https://fivedotoh.com/2020/07/20/fandangos-flash-fiction-challenge-75/.