Chimera Fields Drawn beyond the lines of reason

@Alison

With his time away from Rusalka, Vengeance felt free once again. No longer did he have to bow to a constant change of leadership, to hold back for the sake of keeping a place among strangers that he didn't even enjoy in the first place. Slowly he was gathering a small following, and eventually, he believed that one day, the group would claim land for their own, a base so to speak to gain work and recognition. For now, one follower, in particular, caught his attention.

Alison. The one with a temper as fiery as her pelt. I wish to create a pack, Alison. He began, speaking to her over his shoulder without breaking his gaze on the field of flowers ahead. Where they stood, the tornado's path carved a green line in the colorful field of flowers. Of all the followers currently, I see the most potential in you. With one eye, the man looked over his shoulder, ruby eyes landing on the female in question. 

But I need to be certain of one thing. Would you attack without reason, given the task.