The Little Golden Flame

That evening, Golden sat beside her father in front of the fireplace.

Her mother was preparing dinner.

Golden watched the gentle fire dance.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, my little phoenix?"

"Can I make fire like you?"

Ember Heart smiled.

"One day, sweetheart. You already have a little Kirin fire inside you."

Golden looked down at herself.

"Inside me?"

"Yes."

He placed a hoof gently against her chest.

"Your mother gave you your beautiful bat wings, and you inherited Kirin fire from me."

Golden looked at her wings.

"Mommy's wings!"

"That's right."

Then she touched her chest.

"Daddy's fire!"

Ember Heart smiled proudly.

"Exactly."

Golden thought for a moment.

Then she scrunched up her little nose.

"Like this?"

A tiny golden spark appeared above her hoof.

PFF!

Golden gasped.

"DADDY!"

Ember Heart's eyes widened.

"Golden!"

The little spark vanished.

Golden bounced excitedly.

"I DID FIRE!"

Ember Heart laughed and pulled her into a hug.

"Yes, you did!"

Her mother appeared in the doorway.

"What happened?"

Golden held up her hoof.

"MOMMY! I MADE FIRE!"

Her mother smiled.

"Oh, my little Golden!"

She hurried over and hugged her daughter.

Ember Heart smiled warmly.

"Just a tiny spark. We'll teach her how to use it safely."

Golden giggled.

"I'm like Daddy!"

Her mother kissed her forehead.

"And you're like Mommy too."

Golden spread her little bat wings.

"Mommy's wings! Daddy's fire!"

Her parents smiled at each other.

Then they hugged their daughter together.

"That's right," Ember Heart whispered. "And you have something even more important."

Golden blinked.

"What?"

Her mother smiled.

"Our love."