Cayn allows the sphere of flame to dissipate, but his eyes are on Wolfe.  "If you harm her so I cannot tutor her today," Cayn said calmly.  "I will destroy you so utterly that the only thing that can be done is spread the finest of ashes upon the winds.  Remember that, shapeshifter.  Amongst the tiers that exist within the Night Parade, I'm as far above you as you are over the kobolds."  Cayn's thread hangs in the air as he departs the room, the anger he leaves behind a near palpable thing.<br/><br/>Wolfe will shut the door and look at her.  Anger is within him as well.  The sneer on his face is back as he gestures for her to strip the clothing she'd put on just moments before.  "Strip," he commanded.  "Lets see this body of yours.  Motherhood is doing wonders for you apparently.  Bigger tits and hips since I saw you last.  Gives me something to grab ahold of."