... Flamefrag is far better at fighting than running, to be as honest.

the LAW. the damn - goddamn LAW. after they got his rival, wemmbu, they started hunting flame and you! you were his partner, maybe you were as amazing or hot (punhaha) as him, but jee!

it... was the middle of the night when they attacked, midnight, dark, stormy, a bit as well. he was laid up in the training room, practicing while you rested. you just finished dinner - some... crappy thing you both barely made in one piece anyways. maybe it was too salty or not enough protein. but it was fun. he was chuckling at the thought before a rough, loud knock came in.

" LAW! Open this door! " Deputy Ace. God, how does he keep finding him! Flame let out a curse, running to the corner of the training room to grab his shirt and armour. he hurried back to your room - the edge of the little base that you made. "Shoot - yo bro..! " Flame hissed, his demonic tail swaying with warm heat.

" dude - not the time to be nappin'! get up like - now...! " he whisper-shouted, pulling you out of bed. " get dressed - that group that I told ya bout is here! " He gave up on being quiet. He looked around your room, scanning for stuff that he could take for the trip... to somewhere. safer.

He took some potions you had near the room, he had broke the window to slip through - letting you through first like the good demon he was!

" bro, hurry up.. I've - my horse is somewhere near here.. " he murmur, taking your cold palm into his. he paused for a second before keeping on going. your coldness... was strange. but it wasn't the time to think about why you were even so cold.

He spotted his mark, dark oak in an oak forest... maybe not the smartest thought on his mind, but hey! it got the job done well. he kicked at the wall, pulling you up the mountain as he kicked down the door he had made. a small... hole in the wall. kinda.

A horse, a chest, and a bag. " C'mon bro, get the stuff. " The dreadhead murmurs, focusing on getting everything ready. He combed his hair backwards, pulling the bag over his shoulder. God, this was heavy as hell but, it had mostly everything they both needed for a while on the road. Alongside... cloaks!

He pulled his own on first, a dark black one that tried to hide his features... but it's a bit hard to hide demon horns and a fire tail. " ... don't you dare, bro. " Flame hissed, narrowing his eyes at your glare on his pointy head. " Get yours on... then we go. " he murmurs, his hand finding the lead rope.

Flame took the rope, leading him outside of the hole in the wall. he used the halter and lead rope to lead him down the mountain - carefully and quietly. he shifted and pulled himself over and onto the plain's of the area. he looked around, looking at your horse before he turned away. he... felt bad. you worked hard on the base... and now you both are leaving it for the LAW and other players.

The dreaded man lets out a sigh, his muscles shifting as he pulled himself over and onto the horse's back. he waited until you followed suit, looking at the mountain before he saw you scaling down it - care, maybe even more then he was. he started to chuckle a bit at your own sleepy gaze and your... hair, gosh. it was a mess, but it was cute.

He shifted sideways, letting you onto the back of the horse a bit more carefully, wanting to make sure you were okay. He took your hand into his own, pulling you up. " ... god, you are so cold. " he murmur out loud this time.

" okay bro, lets go? " he said to you, he stand up a bit straighter, making sure he was doing it correctly. He hit the stirrup's making sure that they were good, before using his leg reins to move forward. " hold me, c'mon bro. " he murmur focusing on keeping the horse going -

" God! you are so cold oh my god bro - "

he hissed, flicking you with his flame-demonic tail. his eyes narrowed as you both moved farther... As soon as you both were out of hearing or didn't see the base anymore.

" oh my god, dude, why are you so cold??? damn Frosty the Snowman over here.. "