"Oh, what the underworl', you can take da hole thing. Ain't like a chair's any good fer makin' things anyways. Guess if I ain't usin' him as a component I dun need ta make any fire thin' neither..."
Critter stops tearing at the corpse, returning the entire thing to the Death God intact. Instead, he transforms into a vulture made half of flame and half of ice, swooping down to the world collecting the corpses of Firestorms and Worbur, throwing them into a pile that transforms into the Fice!
The Fice are a group of non-sentient animal, though most would assume they were two separate species. The male of the species has an affinity for fire, roaming the firelands in large herds. Likewise, the female of the species has an affinity for ice, roaming the cold lands in herds. Once a year, they meet together in the middle in a mass migration. They are gargantuan in stature, towering over elephants and similar sized beasts without difficulty. They are big cats, resembling something like massive tigers in body shapes. Each has a coat color fitting their location, with the male's blending in with their fiery surroundings while the female's blends into the snow, in addition to being significantly thicker. The males have a long mane resembling a sunflower in design. This collects the ambient fire from their surroundings, allowing them to release a burst of flame from special glands in their paws or mouth. The females instead have three long-whip like tails. These tails can be moved in tandem, allowing them to burrow into the snow like a drill were the young are born. More interestingly, these tails collect a hard surface of ice performing this function as they compact the snow. This icy layer can be flicked off in large shards by special muscles in their hairs, allowing them to be accurately thrown as a projectile weapon. Their heard mentality makes them protective of their masters once tamed, though it leads to difficulties removing one from its group.
Critters spends 6E on the project than listens to prayers.