Flames of Power

Darkness had fallen, but tonight finds the painted princess well fed and having no need to hunt. Tonight she wanders, her pale coat obviously out of place as she walked through lands that seemed so alien and strange to her. All of her life she had known only snow and ice, now she walked as though she trod through Hell itself. The blackened ground opened up with loud, thundering hisses. The rock crumbling away to reveal the red and yellow of molten stone showed her just how fragile things could be. She would have to tread carefully, keeping her dark paws on a straight course until she either ran into someone or found a place to sleep. Corvus rode along on her shoulder, not making a sound as he slept the night away. They had filled up on doe, and while they were unable to drag it around with them, Vianni had stashed it away in the snow back on the other island.

Moving along in complete silence, she seemed more like a ghost or evil spirit. Odd then that someone happened to utter a warning about the same thought as she moved passed a large rock. A wicked smile curved the masked woman's lips as she moved forward on silent paws. Corvus woke, but did nothing, simply realizing there were others present was enough to rouse him to awareness. Looking from the younger female to the massive male, Vianni lets her smile grow.  "No more dangerous than courting the shadows." Pale rose pink eyes flit over the female, while they linger on the male's frame. He was a pretty thing, made well and colored brilliantly. The female was competition, and not one to be taken lightly. Still, Vianni was smart enough to know she shouldn't pick fights on a full stomach. That was a fast way to get a cramp.