There were plenty of Fae calling out to Hornrider too and the golden-haired man took the time to throw a wave their way. A howl carried from the right that sounded like it had come from a man and as we all turned that way, he came into view at the end of a long passage. His long, dark hair whipped out sideways as he turned and sprinted out of sight and Hornrider cried, “Mine!” putting on a burst of speed and making a beeline for his target.