Meet Me At The Gates

This was almost too easy, luring the younger wolf in took little effort and only a dash of glamor. Vianni waved her grey tail and grinned as she watched his reaction to the changes in their scenery. "Fire happened. The sky lights up sometimes, and every now and then, the light reaches down to touch the earth. This light is too hot for the trees to withstand, so they catch fire. The flame is as beautiful as it is deadly. It will eat anything it touches, and to some it seems like it is only a destroyer of life." A small smile is given as the woman urges the boy to follow her forward. At the base of one of the massive pine trees, growing in the devestation of the ashes, was a small sapling. "Fire gives almost as much as it takes. Soon, the trees will rot and become dirt. Grass will grow on the dirt and a clearing is formed. The grass attracts deer, those deer attract wolves who come to...eat." She looks the boy over, but it is not to ensure he is learning.

Dark intentions ruled over this inspection, Vianni was ensuring that her company was fully emersed in her lesson. She needed him distracted by her words and thinking on them, his focus redirected. Once she was sure that the young male was not watching her, she made her move. Once over given, the last word of her lesson barely out of her mouth and she leaps at the boy. Her mouth opens wide, ready to clamp down with a grip that would be nearly impossible to break. She aimed her fangs for the side of his neck, hoping to use her size to her advantage and bowl the boy over. Vianni wanted his throat as soon as she could have it, so intense was her focus that she neglected to keep an ear out for anything other than the boy's probable screams.