Micah [OG]

You could smell smoke and investigating led you to follow a series of scorched -claw marks- on the trees. The crisp autumn air is even slightly offeset by the unnatural heat in the air.. You follow the marks and find.. A hellhound stands in the center of the clearing with her head back, staring up into the sky with her mouth slightly agape, as if utterly lost in thought. Sensing you, her head tilts your way without lowering and an unsettling smile curls her dark lips and exposes her sharp teeth. Her red eyes seem to glow brighter and you notice flames begin to burn and emit from her very eyes. "Well, well! Look here; a lost little pup." She turns to face you and advances, licking her lips as she raises her paws, fingers flexing in a grabby manner.