OOC: zada cannot apparate. only the headmaster can apparate on school grounds, and the forest is part of school grounds.
If the "little wizards" at the school thought Zada wasn't watchful, they were sadly mistaken. She had gotten Alistair to keep carefully positioned security that were to not be seen or heard except by herself or Gellert. And there was an increase in the discontent within the school. Zada had gotten a report about some students who were slipping into the forest, practicing their spells and their physical conditioning. Zada had, up til now, merely allowed Alistair's people to follow. Today her curiosity was raised. She wanted to see for herself.
She wore well fitting black designer jeans with tall heeled black boots, a black turtleneck against the cold and the snow, and a long, full black hooded cape that had a brooch securing it shut. It was a large panther made of platinum and completely covered in black diamonds with an emerald eye. She secured the cloak around her neck and picked up her very elegant wand and made her way to the forest. Her tall, willowy silhouette made a striking figure even in what light there was here. Even when there wasn't much. It didn't take her any time at all to follow the tracks through the snow. She recognized the tracks of the centaurs and the unicorns and the great many other creatures who lived here. And the children who trespassed here.
It was easy to come upon them. She hadnt exactly done her best stealthing behaviors. Part of that was due to pure curiosity. The other part was that she saw it to Gellert's advantage if she had actually given them some sort of a sporting chance before she dispatched them beyond the veil, if that was what she felt like she wanted to do with them. She knew the "littles'" parents would find it perhaps a bit unpleasant if she started to strike down their offspring, but she didn't really much care. She rarely cared. And then a wry smile spread briefly across her lips. She had seen them. They heard her, but, of course, they were looking 180 degrees in the wrong direction. She stunned the lad briefly from a distance, more as a warning shot than anything else. But they were either stubborn or slow, because they werent moving back to the school nearly quick enough for her.
She deliberately cast a great swirling cloud of black smoke around her, rising from the ground and up around her. It was imposing in itself and intensely foreboding and evil looking. She walked up behind them as they seemed to be trying to either gather themselves together or decide if they wanted perhaps to make a stand right here. Well, she could oblige that. She walked up behind them. She clutched her hands, with her long, thin fingers, into a strong, iron like grip, around their throats and squeezed tightly, enough to make them significantly uncomfortable. Then she pressed her face closer to them so that her icy breath could be felt on their cheeks as the cold made her words form wisps of icy blue-white clouds as she spoke.
"Move and you will both die right here," she said, her voice as smooth as silk but colder than the ice that was hanging from the trees. One false move from either of them, and a simple wandless Avada Kedavra would solve these two little inconveniences. "Perhaps you should try it. I wouldn't want to get out of practice," she said, with a note of evil seductive sarcasm in her voice.