[Rather than try to build something to protect the tree, she figures this is the easier method, and at least Ifrit can control the flames in a way that she couldn't, and won't burn down the entirety of the orchard in the process of trying to save it.
Tifa runs up to Ira's side and watches as he tries to fend them off, and while it works for some, there are others that fight back, leaping at the summon's legs ankles to bite them.]
You can't be serious.
[And at that, all Ifrit has to say about the matter is flinging said raccoon from its ankle and into the trees, roaring loud in frustration... Ah. Well, that works...]
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Tifa runs up to Ira's side and watches as he tries to fend them off, and while it works for some, there are others that fight back, leaping at the summon's legs ankles to bite them.]
You can't be serious.
[And at that, all Ifrit has to say about the matter is flinging said raccoon from its ankle and into the trees, roaring loud in frustration... Ah. Well, that works...]