Sink

From time to time, Gil ventured out. Now that he led the Raiders, he needed to have a better understanding of Boreas. Why he would approach the volcano didn't quite make sense, but it was still a place he had yet to be yet. Carefully, he makes his way across the land, ensuring the sharp volcanic rock doesn't pierce through his skin. Unlike the rest of Boreas, the ground, albeit slick and dangerous, is warm and keeps the falling snow away. Which he doesn't mind. Actually, he enjoys it in a way because snow is not his favorite.

As he navigates around the volcano's slopes with not much on his mind, the scent of someone catches his attention. Stopping momentarily, his yellow eyes glance around. It takes a few moments but finally he notices the female not far off. What he can scent on the chilly wind is... not much. She is definitely a stranger who doesn't belong to anyone. Hm, interesting. Might as well make his trip interesting.

"You," Gil calls out as he picks up his pace and heads in her direction.