[h2][color=red]S A B L E[/color][/h2]

	As Cynthia drew closer to him, Sable dropped his eyes onto the Exceed to distract himself. Even as she leaned up against him, he kept a still, stern, gaze on it. With the warmth of his clothes: the maroon tunic on his torso, porcelain scaled scarf around his neck, tattered cloak around his body, and knee-high boots, he doubted he'd be cold even if he wasn't a Fire Dragon Slayer. 

	When she leaned against him, he furrowed his brows. "Shit, I barely remember the sensation anymore. Its more like a past scar, I only remember it when someone else points it out," he told her as she started on the ward. 

	Ten minutes later and the firewood was still crackling, orange embers dancing out its flames. 

	For a slight moment Aiden came to his mind. Now that he really considered the youth's strength, he had begun seeing the boy as a rival. His power had skyrocketed with the addition of water to his ice abilities. He became the ultimate hurdle for him to overcome. And he would [i]overcome[/i] the boy one day. 

	Sable narrowed his eyes onto the flames and placed his hand on the snow. It melted immediately before the surface of the mountain became red-hot underneath his touch. [i]To be betrayed by Vyper, just what the hell did I do?[/i]