Night Fire Knife Spin

I gathered two dry, dense palm sticks and bound their tips with tight bundles of fibrous dry bark! After touching the tips against a hot ember until they flared into bright, hissing flames, I stepped into the dark clearing. My arms swung wide, spinning the flaming torches between my clawed palms in blazing circles of orange and gold! I ducked low, twirled one stick behind my back, and leaped into the air, tracing hot arcs that lit up every hanging moss ribbon around me. Not a single leaf hair singed!