"I will see."
Female scents are something uncommon in the Tundra and maybe that’s the reason why the graying man so easily picks it up against all the known ones. Sure he was used to smell Kida and Xiah around and Brynmor is also sure that he would’ve remembered the scent of the mare that had come to the Tundra to bring Hurricane her – his – their child. This one is different and on top of that intruding their lands. In Brynmor’s opinion the borders aren’t there for nothing and if you didn’t have a set of wings to carry you through the sky, you would stumble upon a wall of ice, so why pass through it even if it’s such an huge sign?
The blind man follows her trail. Not the kind of trail that leaves footprints, no, he follows her scent. Like most of the time he was lurking near the wall. Even after spending more than a year in the Tundra he still finds it comfortable to know exactly where it is. And on top of that Brynmor could use the wall during heavy snow storms to shield himself a little from mother nature’s terror. Moving around the Tundra had become easier, but her trail is clear and he can easily guess her destination.
He reaches her when she speaks, calling out for her father. Well, that explained why she had just walked in, passing the border like it wasn’t there. Maybe she had come to visit her father. Brynmor guessed it had to be one of the Brothers – he couldn’t call them his Brothers yet as he had still to enter the caves – but her scent was totally unfamiliar to him. ”Who’s this father you’re calling for?” he directly asks, slowly moving around her to face her. As his eyes aren’t able to take anything in he depends on his other senses to locate her, directing his sightless gaze into the direction he can only guess she stands.
"Through your secret."