He had taken his time in departing from the Chamber. Choosing to sleep in and fill his gullet with water before leaving the cover of the pines. It was odd how exposed he felt every time he left now, the open expanses feeling very awkward to him. Sure he relished in the vastness of it all, the simplicity of crossing the terrain. He didn't have to be careful out here, there was nothing for him to break. It was nice to relax in that aspect, just moving as he wished, carrying his bulk without walking on eggshells. Not that he hated it, no, in fact he loved the Chamber. Though it's halls were not really meant for one of his girth, it kissed his sides with unyielding security.
He had made the journey with little excitement, passing through the Falls on his way to the Desert. Following for a time the path that Engel had taken, her scent still affixed to the Earth. It was only some time that he followed it because indeed she had strayed off course. If she would have just waited for him, she could have avoided all the circling about. He nickered, finding this amusing, something he would be sure to bring up when he arrived. Perhaps next time, he would draw her a map first. He didn't think the gold would appreciate that though, his little joke would likely be met with an icy glare.
The Desert was endless, or so it seemed. The beige dunes rolling on forever, for past the horizon. The heat was nasty, his pelt slick with sweat as he plodded his way through the soft terrain. Locks of course black hair clung to his neck, plastered flat against his skin. Well, he wouldn't be arriving pretty, that's for sure. A welcome breeze kicked up at the most convenient of times, cooling his fevered flesh as he crossed their borders. No one was there to stop him even, not a bat of an eye as greeting.
He couldn't miss that glare anywhere. The sun colored femme glinting in blazing rays, ready conversing with the natives. No surprise there, all she did was talk really. He had come to expect such behavior from Engel, she really did test his patience in that aspect. He was usually so astute when it came to conversation, providing the speaker with his full attention. A gaze of green sea glass intent on the face of the one who spoke. However, a few times he had really slipped up on this. If he paid her too much mind, she would simply go on forever. He sided up to Engel, smirk on his bay muzzle. "So how many days did it take you to get here?" He goaded her, baiting her to give him a rise. His face the picture of smugness as he waited on her response.
A dip of his head was given to another woman and a babe that took refuge under the shade of a tree. He smiled before greeting them, "Hi, I'm Killdare. Are you here for the games as well?"
Dutiful Soldier|Captain of the Chamber