Black hair fell against pale skin. Robes billowed as their wearer moved at a quick pace. Cold grey eyes stared out of a narrow face. Fists were clenched in anger. She bit her lip, treading the familiar path to the small clearing she took refuse in so often. Her little place where she could have peace. Great for times like these when she just wanted to hurt someone. She was slowly turning saddist, a love for causing pain and hurt developing within her mind. It wasn't safe to approach her but she had no doubt someone would, and they'd pay for it.

Tynan dodged among the trees, moving swiftly but silently along the forest floor. The dappled light cast odd shadows behind him as he ran. His curiosity had gotten the better of him again and, like a fool, he'd poked the small fuzzy animal. Unfortunately it wasn't alone in the forest. Tynan had only gotten a glance of the animal behind him but he didn't want more than that.

After he'd been running for five minutes Tynan finally came to a stop in a clearing. He bent double, not used to running like that. After a moment he looked up, a girl stood in the clearing. Tynan stood up straight quickly, smoothing his curly hair. "Hello, nice day for a walk huh?" He smiled at her.

Hand clamped around her wand as she stared at him hard, challenging him to try anything. It was easy to hear her teeth grinding at the intrusion of the stranger and she had already been in a bad mood. "Your good days' about to get bad if you don't run, boy."

Tynan recognized the girl as they were in the same house, but he didn't know her name. He shook his head, looking at her. "But I just got here." He replied serenely. "I'm only out for a walk, well..." He looked over his shoulder to make sure he'd lost whatever had been behind him. "More like a brisk run, but you know how it is in here." He paused, looking her over, "Or maybe you don't." He could hear her teeth grinding, but it didn't occur to him that she was annoyed with him.

How could this boy be so insolent when she was quick-witted and understanding of most things. Grip tightened on her wand as she pointed it at him, though she had no doubt he'd believe she was aiming behind him. Idiot, I gave him a warning. She smirked coldly, moving to his side. "You want to play some games?" He had no way of knowing what she meant, unless he saw the sick smile for what it was.

When she drew her wand and pointed it at his chest Tynan didn't react, she wouldn't do anything to him. They were in the same house, and further more he had done nothing to provoke her. Tynan drew his wand slowly and twirled it between his fingers, obviously showing off. His eyes followed the girl's movements as she stepped to the side. He didn't seem intimidated in the least. "What game?" He asked, flipping his wand in the air and catching it by the handle, flicking it to send sparks shooting absently into the ground.