Disarm you with a smile

The breeze carried a soothing song for the flaming girl. Something new, something hers, something no one else could hear. Leaving behind the gaggle of kids and smell of corpses Araxina bounced up to a solid wall. Bricks laid with intention grabbed her attention. This was not made by the land, no, the land came in layers. Layers and patterns and uneven lines. These lines... They were far too perfect.

The scents that mingled between the places where the wall had crumbled were varied and rich. Wolves and prey alike would leap through these holes in the wall. She scrambled up on a tumbled stone. The unnatural stone crumbled under her paws near the edges. She noticed it reacted like a hard packing of soil, Interesting, a lot like the edge of their den.

She wondered who she might across out here so close to the borders of her home.