The time in which he waits is filled with excitement and apprehension, for it had been sometime since he had seen her last and they had not left in good terms. But he can't deny the idea that she would seemingly ignore what had occurred when they had crossed Asteraia and came face to face with Everlyse. For many other things had happened since then, happy things; as a brief image of a silver queen flashes in his mind. Surely she had things to tell him as well, happy things. For he wished the best for his little warrior. As a brief smile now smoothed with well use forms at the internal question of if she had went out hunting since..
He was almost about to give up, turn around and return to the mountains he now called home. That was until a distant sound causes one ear to flick and hone in. For a moment he tenses, for it is not one of excitement if anything it sounds fearful. Head is quick to snap in the direction as orange eyes narrow, then he is moving. Far quicker than he had expected for his feet almost trip beneath him in his haste. For she called for him, Fjall was near and she was scared.
As the distance shortens with each heavy breath, the slight fear at his own friend's fear has another effect. As aggression begins to set in. Starting with the scruff upon his neck as it begins to bristle, lips raising and trembling preparing himself should she be in some form of trouble when he arrived. For not only had his feelings been changing on Daenerys but also those he held dear, it was odd at first wanting more from these relationships he had never had before, but surely he could do this.
A growl seems to tear from his lips as he comes closer and closer to the sight of Fjall, orange eyes seeing the scared gesture she presents even as she made her way to him. Only when he is before does he stop and search the surroundings looking for what was frightening her and seeing nothing.
Fjall.." He breathes her name, turning to look upon her.
"What's wrong? What has my warrior so scared?" Despite the tension he can't help but allow a small smile; barely visible, for it had been so long since their last encounter and his happiness at seeing her again is battling the protective instincts at seeing her so. Hoping now that he was here with her that she would feel safer, but he can't shake the feeling that something bad had occurred in their time apart, for even in fear the day they met he had not seen her act as this. And it hurt him to think such, hoping that just perhaps no harm had befallen her.
Jericho
All of the laws I've broken, loves that I've sacrificed