Northstar Vale Glowing dim as an ember

Pyro had seen beautiful places in his solo trips, lush, green paradises kissed by spring, strange chimeric lands touched by the supernatural, and vast expanses that seemed to go over the world's edge. But this, as confined and restricted as it seemed, had truly been the best of them all.

Northstar Vale reminded the young Rochester so much of home that nostalgia had filled every corner of his heart several times in the little time he'd spent with the group, and sharing the experience with his brother had only ever made it all the more enjoyable. Tryp -whose new name Pyro was finally getting used to already- held a very special place in Pyro's life, and only him did the brown boy wish to explore the world with.

Hey! shouted the boy when he thought he recognized his brother's figure across the forest, I've been looking for you, bro! he added, fixing his course to make his way down to the golden Rochester, holding a big smile and waving his joyful tail behind him. It was always an amazing event to cross paths with Tryp, for it reminded Pyro that no matter where he went he would always belong by his side.