Refugee

The steady sound of his own heartbeat had become a persistent presence in the giant's ears, which were now pinned back against his head for fear that they might freeze off. He tried to listen for an answer to Clementine's call, but silence only made him more aware of the slowing beat of his heart... he was growing more and more concerned, though energy was beginning to leave him now that they were standing in place. He was losing the ability to fight against the cold with every passing second that they waited.

Clementine kept his mind occupied as she introduced herself finally and even in the fog of his current state of mind, he listened carefully. She was named after a fruit and he couldn't help but think it fit her sweet disposition.

"Kane," cold choked him, preventing him from giving her his full name.. but he wanted to give her something. He made a mental note to tell her of his full name again in the future if he had the chance to. The grim truth of the situation made him rethink that decision, and he furrowed his brows and focused on fighting the cold just long enough to state his full name... if only because this might be the last wolf to ever share his company and learn of it.

"Aindréas Kane Adravendi."

His attention was stolen from Clementine as he thought he saw fire in the distance at first, a flickering flame on their horizon as it passed through the shroud of trees. His lone red ruby drifted toward the apparition to discover not a fire, but a wolf. As the stranger, who he assumed to be the land's alpha, neared... he struggled to hear his voice but knew what the male probably wanted to know. Business.

Teeth clattered in response to Kane's attempt to communicate something verbally, to ask for shelter and warmth.. but.. his struggle seemed to end short by Ignatius, as he fully came to understand how dire the situation was for Kane. Relief hit him with a bit of energy when the male instructed them to follow him.

All doubt that might have riddled Kane when normally entering another pack's borders was absent, it's void filled solely with the hope that he might just the dangerous cold he was experiencing with the help of this man. The barrel of a wolf chased forward after the wolf, the glow of fire illuminating a cave up ahead only fueling him with more security that refuge wasn't far away at all.

He followed Ignatius into the cave with haste and neared the crackling of the flames, both concern for the unruly nature of fire and need for its strength to combat the cold chilling him from the core creating an interesting mix of emotions inside of him. At least, however, he was starting to feel alive once again with the promise of sanctum.

Lone ruby flashed to the reigning Alpha with seriousness as he shook visibly next to the open flame.

"If I live through the night, I owe both of you my life. Ignatius - Clementine Wreckage. I will not forget this." He shook violently as his eye closed, trying his best to fight off the chill in his core and embrace the healing heat from the fire.