Instinctively he leaped into the fire, and as he leaped, he felt the sharp slash of teeth that tore through the flesh of his leg.

Then began a fire fight.

His stout mittens temporarily protected his hands, and he scooped live coals into the air in all directions, until the campfire took on the semblance of a volcano.
But it could not last long.

His face was blistering in the heat, his eyebrows and lashes were singed off, and the heat was becoming unbearable to his feet.

With a flaming brand in each hand, he sprang to the edge of the fire.