Resignation or Liberation? …Farewell and Encounter…

Pyralis watched the girl fidget, an amused grin on her face. The child introduced herself as Vanta and she was quick to say that her parents were nearby. Pyr's smile faltered but only for a second. "Ahh, a nice outing with mommy and daddy. So sweet." Her nostrils flared as she took in the scents that wafted in the air around her. As far as she could tell Sirius wasn't close by, nor was his horned wife that Pyralis had battled some time back when she'd intended to burn the Armada grasslands. However, there was a familiar scent on the wind. Gossamer was about somewhere… somewhere close…

Do you need help with something? Are you hungry, or hurt?

Pyralis eased herself to her feet. She knew she was never going to get another opportunity as sweet as this one. It was time. She resigned herself to her fate, knowing she had little time left but she would not go quietly into that good night. She came into the world screaming and covered in blood and she was going to go out the same way. She was ready to be free, to be liberated. "Actually, my dear, there is something you can help me with." Her ears caught the sound of crunching leaves nearby. "You see, I need one of your pretty… little… EYES." Pyralis launched herself forward toward to the girl, jaws flung wide.