Ember Wolfe
Her blood burned with her rage, and, of course, a problem had to occur when she was at her most dangerous state. Ember tensed, twisted and was on her feet in seconds with her energy sword held loosely at her side. Champ bared his fangs angrily along with lifting his tail, appearing a lot less friendly than he did when helping his master hunt. "WAIT." The blonde male demanded once more, now in a more urgent and desperate tone, halting the dog just before he leapt for this woman's throat. Ember was disappointed by this, and was able to use the feeling to suppress the rage, so instead of killing both the dog and it's master, she waited.
"Sorry Miss. He just is rather curious." Ace laughed nervously, putting up his hands as though to surrender to her. Ember saw the fear and... something akin to recognition. She looked through her memory, and found no memory of the stranger before her... Unless...
He was unsure but still he had to ask. "Ember?..."
Ember bowed her head and blinked, but other then this, showed no emotion. "Yes, Ace?" Her words were dead, tired and just bitter. Bitter because only ten seconds earlier, she was on the verge of losing the control she had on her rage and could have so easily killed Ace. The thought that she could kill someone so helpless made her angry at herself. Don't let your emotions make your decisions. The mantra filled her head, and the dangerous buzz of flowing electricity stopped.
Ember looked up and instead of watching Ace, she was watching the dog. Even now, she could not ingore the training her commanders ingrained in her. Never take your eyes off your enemy. The dog may be Ace's friend but she could not fight her nature, if the dog lunged at her, she'd have no choice to kill him. I'm such a despicable creature.