She needed to remember that she was now a slave and that she was no longer a free wolf. She needed to be punished for trespassing on his lands, the lesson needed to be carved into her so she would truly remember. "You will be punished for trespassing on my lands. What punishment do you think you deserve, mancipium?" She probably knew most of the punishments, slaves were like property in the eyes of Rome. They could be raped, abused, tortured and it would still be fine. After all most Romans viewed slaves as property.
He continued walking until the grassy ground gave way to rough stone where he sniffed the air, turned left and continued walking. He did not speak instead waited for her reply wondering what horrifying thoughts were going through her head now. As a Roman, she probably knew that she was now considered the 'property' of himself. Usually he would take trespassers captive but he felt like Enya would make a good slave. It was just too bad that Fortuna was not on her side.
Finally he arrived in a small area surrounded by dense pine trees, he continued walking, stepping on soft pine needles before the ground once again gave way to rough stone which pricked at his paws. Luckily his pads were strong, having lived in the mountains however he did not know whether Enya's paws were tough enough. And truthfully he didn't really care.
He had named this forest Saltus Puniter. The sterling outrider paused in his tracks and turned to look at Enya, expecting her to tuck her tail between her legs so that it pressed against her underbelly and for her to slouch down and lower her head. "Do you know what this forest is called?" he asked in his trademark soft tone and did not wait for an answer. “Saltus Punitur. Ubi captivos, servos vivunt,"