Tae'lo'ren was indeed safe and sound by the time Elariel returned, a large fire burning in the fireplace and stew cooking within. While the hunter was accustomed to  a solitary existence, he still retained his empathetic ability and knew his lover would likely be hungry by the time she arrived. Being that he'd arrived first allowed him extra time to worry, to formulate a plan to comb the city for her. A ridiculous idea, simply due to the fact that the mages would want him now almost as much as Elariel herself, which means, if she had been abducted he would have known about it soon enough.<br/>Most of the hunter's day involved the wilderness just beyond the hovering Dalaran, taking trackless steps through the soft snow and being soothed by the scent of forest just beyond the city's magical borders. Tae'lo'ren's contact was a druid from the Cenarion Circle who was studying the affects of the unnatural magical aura on the environment and was versed in fel magic. The druid had also detected Elariel on Tae'lo'ren immediately, light-heartedly accusing the hunter of lacking maturity in his decision to be intimate with her. He had also requested that Tae'lo'ren step outside due to his fel taint stinking up the druid's home; this was not a joke.<br/>Once outside, the druid took a sample of the hunter's blood, sniffing at it and frowning, a look of repulsion on his face. He then shifted to his bear form and pushed against the hunter, gauging his strength. The druid grew angry, accusing the hunter of using the fel power inside him. He then sighed, shifting to his tree form and allowing natural energy to move through the hunter, aiding in the temporary suppression of the fel magic. The two embraced then, the druid still in his tree form, the hunter promising that he would be more careful.<br/>Now Tae'lo'ren sat by the fire, head turning, smiling at the much needed arrival of Elariel.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>