Rayna Kovliski almost boaked out a loud hysterical laugh as her cell door silently slid open just enough to  allow  her little mind peace of the outside. Though it did nothing for leeway of escape but she hardly cared for that. Her purpose was to play and play she would with her old friend. She would see what kind of games Loki could play in his head.<span style="font-style: italic">"Do you? The Great Mother loves her innocent children the same as her guilty. She makes no distinction and I try to follow her example."</span>The priest spoke and she could hardly think of a word to contradict him for his smell was so utterly delicious that it distracted her cruel mind from everything else.<span style="font-style: italic">"Iâ€™ll need another dog, Coop. Canâ€™t have a pack with just one."</span><br/><br/><br/>"Oh I do I think I do Sir priest..now who might you be pairing me up with. There are plenty of fools whose minds wouldnâ€™t handle â€¦.facing Lokiâ€¦For they were stuck in this place and by far may have a grudge but would not dare to pent their anger against him. They but dogs in a wretched cage wishing to be lose to create chaosâ€¦.Chose wisely for the fool must be able to face Loki with his own game tactics." She moved her body close to the slip in her cell door , the darkened, and faded silk tresses on her   red dress slumping across the floor as she went. Creating a terrible rustling sound as she moved.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I canâ€™t justâ€”" </span>Elder Yara said those words in disgust as if he expected her alone to be able to take loki down. It was not going to happenâ€¦she needed a foolâ€¦a fool who could with stand mind tricks. Hell she could even teach the fool a few.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Give me the one with no memory. I think I have a youngster in tow, the two of them can learn together." </span>What would she have to learn from a memory loss gooney? Yes losing his memory was harsh but she bet with time she could gently release the memories gently. No need to pull the little lad through all his memories at once.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Wrath? He might be dangerous, Sumerian." </span>She laughed at how they all thought the fool was dangerous.<br/><br/>"Dangerous ? Wrath no â€¦.dangerous is understatementâ€¦corruptible, brave, and food deprived maybe but dangerous is what you describe as a wolfâ€¦it is dangerous to allow a wolf to attack you is it not? But it is stupid to walk right into to that situationâ€¦Wrathâ€¦is well just that a wrathfulâ€¦mind raged, and angry memory lossed fool. But not a danger rather than â€¦a ragging fool." She whispered the words as her eyes switched from blood red to coal black. These eyes representing her mind side. She was seeing the world through her mind and not through reality. It was a defense mechanism when her hunger beat at her.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I was a teacher once, "I think I can handle two children. You see old friend, I have an idea." </span>The words were faint in her head, and she new she was just a pawn but who deceived the hand that fed you without good reason. Anyways it would be fun for her to follow the fools to her death rather than be caged like this.