[i]Fenrir paid no heed to the young man. He looked down at his hand, feeling the rain of alcohol, then looked up, opening his mouth. After a moment, he closed his mouth and swished the beverage for a sec, then gulped.[/i] "[b]An interesting choice of environment. It shall be a pity to destroy it.[/b]" [i]The Wolf's eyes blazed, trailing blue fire behind him as he walked towards where Alpha had last been. As he walked, the temperature of the already humid forest climbed swiftly. The rain went from heavy rain, to regular, to sparse, soon disappearing altogether. However, it did not stop there, and the forest itself began to dry out.[/i] "[b]Listen here, boy. Continue to hide and I will dehydrate you by simply containing my flames, but releasing their heat. What shall it be?[/b]"