Autumnfire agrees, "I'll be looking forward to it."
Enough pleasantries though, these walls were confining, she want to get out in the air and the sun. Sure it was the more distanced autumn sun that she preferred but at least it would revitalize her old dry branches a bit. She turns away from Juno and exits the shop, her body swaying in the memorizing way that a flame dances on the tip of a candle and a tree stirs in the wind.
Once outside she takes a deep breath of air and the fire within her sparks and flares like when you blow on burning coals in a grill. It felt so good out here that walking didn't seem like a bad idea at all. She walks for a long time along the sidewalk, enjoying the general outdoors, and finds herself walking on an empty side street she found without trying. A soft breeze knocks a summer leaf from a scrappy little tree growing in by the side of the backstreet she had taken and Autumnfire reaches up with her branch like arms and allows the little green leaf to light softy on a twiggy finger.
Suddenly Autumnfire bursts into a spray of autumn leaves consisting of all the fall colors. Red, orange, yellow, and brown leaves envelop her and she rises into the air on an unseen breeze that carries her home.