Dawnlark Plains pocket full of posies

forgot to mention, this is a one post cameo!

He's out (tentatively while he heals) wandering the territory when the scent of smoke first reaches him. At first there's no real sense of danger as the air thickens around him and he catches sight of the flame crawling across the plains. But it's moving faster than he realizes, and heat washes over him moments before the air becomes dark and choking. He hears Dawn's call, then, and turns to run.
Smoke swallows the area as he flees; he has no clue where he is or where he's going, but as long as the fire follows he'll keep running. It's not as close behind as he thinks, but the fear of it is what keeps him from harm. He's coughing now as he runs, throat constricting further with each burning breath he takes. It feels like he's suffocating, but he knows he can't stop running.