Close together and far apart

As if his need had called her, Ignita trotted into view from the Col. It was clear his companions were keeping an eye on her, and his reindeer stopped her in her tracks. She took the hint, calling out to him from there, though her eyes were on Orso. She didn't see the hunger in his gaze as he stared at her. At the wolf who had clawed her way into his heart and taken up residence so deeply that this separation set his teeth on edge.


“Ignita.” He said, taking care as his lips formed her name. You could pack a lot of punch into one word when it meant enough to you. “You're well?” he asked softly. “No sign of the blight?” He had stilled his pacing, staring intently at her.