A smokey trail cut a path through the forest as flames singed twigs and plants caught in the way. Thundering hooves could be heard echoing through the eerie quiet of the trees as Apollos passed. Living flames licked the air around him, taunting anything brave enough to approach. The fire horse burst through the undergrowth as easily as running through a clear field; he knew the town would be close by, it was not his first visit. Apollos soon found the end of the forest, much to his disappointment; before him was a flatten stretch of land that would come to an end not far from the town. One flaming hoof pawed the ground, leaving scorch marks in the grass before he pounded the soil further. As he ran, a small voice reached his ears<span style="color: lightgreen">"Someone help me"</span>. The horse slowed to a trot, ears swiveling to pinpoint the location of the caller. Apollos turned to the direction he thought it had come from, arriving quickly to a rockier area.<br/><br/>He came to a full stop and scanned the area quickly. He would have overlooked the small fairy had he not seen the movement. Quickly, Apollos turned into his human form as to not frighten the poor thing before he approached slowly. When he felt he was close enough, he knelt down beside the fairy. "You called for help, are you injured?" He did not want to frighten her anymore then she was so he stayed as still as he could, hoping he wasn't too late. Sadness and anger ran through him as he tried to imagined what had happened, his eyes betraying him with a flash of fire against the hazel. The smell of smoke tainted the air but for Apollos that was a normal thing.