Lost in the wind

Crescendo was shocked at the rage in her tone, rage that made him lower his tail somewhat in submission. He looked over at her angry expression, the fierceness of her actions quieting him somewhat. He himself enjoyed the long slow death, but realized that the one tottering in front of them now had done nothing wrong. "I'm taking you want to kill it, then?" he asked as he watched the figure stumble and fall, this time staying on the ground. His silver eyes, almost shamed, looked back to hers docile.

Those that had crossed them, he would not give them the present of a quick death. They didn't deserve it. But he was beginning to see what he thought was Kadences point. Sure, torture was fun when you had inspiration, but this was just an unknown wolf, no a zombie. If Kadence wanted to kill it, he would comply.