Sunset Valley embrace my fiery fate

unlike the boar, riley did not know better than to approach the hellish glow that lingered on the horizon. his gaze greedily supped the flare of neon against dark blues and bruised purples -- an old hunger overtook him, seizing his interest and carrying him many miles. 

so rapt was the boy's attention on that fugitive glare that he hardly saw the boar in the rising mists. mistaking it first as greyback come to collect him (by now laurel would surely know he was missing) riley's tail flagged in defiance, his eyes narrowing to slits. yet as the ash fell around him he realized the beast moved with a lumbering gait more akin to living rock than wolf. curious, the boy moved closer -- his attention engulfed in the way the boar's immense silhouette seemed outlined in harsh highlights of arcing red and gold.