I'm hot blooded, hot blooded

The howl at the border had Scald heading there out of curiosity. The tone of the howl was familiar, a voice he hadn't heard in a bit. Where had she gone off too since he'd last seen her at the market? Though he wouldn't admit it out loud, he had enjoyed her company. Her soft spoken, but honest nature was fun to be around and it made it easy to relax. But by the time he reached the border, Fic was gone and only her scent on the wind was left. In the distance, he thought he saw her trailing north, but he couldn't be too sure.

Following the scent without another moment to waste, Scald trailed after the blond fae. Heading north to colder territories, Scald cursed under his breath, but continued on. Through the warrens of the col and up into a grotto full of glittering gems and water trickling down its walls. Still he couldn't find her. Letting out a call, he searches through the shadows for her. "Darlin', one can only hide fer so long," he calls out, a smirk lining his charcoal lips.

Fic & Scald