He smirked at her fear, it brought Dante joy to see her afraid of her. He growled low when she spoke "You will play child…like it or not" He watched as she ran off a small chuckle making it way out of his maw. "And the game begins" He would slowly trot around sniffing the air catching her sent he followed it to a small opening in the bush. "Were o were did the pretty little wolf go" He teased as he walked around eyeing the log. He knew she was in there but wanted to play more. "Well…id better go find you" He walked into a bush acting like she was walking away waiting for her to come out.

He was well hidden by the bush as he watched the log closely. They were alone, nothing could save her now. He waited in the bush for her as his ears flicked around, why wasn't she coming out. Did he have to rip the log apart to get her. His anger was raising as he growled low. To low for her ears to hear.

His eyes scanned the log finding a small hope on top. If she did not come out soon, he would go in and drag her out by her tail. Yes, by her tail would be funny wiggling around to get away. Blood will be shed tonight my dearest girly.