Aura grumbles, the fire went off his radar, maybe another demon snuffed it out? He leaps down off the building, light fronst again beginning to solidify upon his immediate surroundings. He glanced around, his long fur sticking on end, as his left hand released the handle of his sword, and reached for an axe. Stalking around, he notices the quiet "Where is everyone?" he murmurs to himself. He sniffs the air again, this time the smell of settlers drifted into his nose, they stank, like all did, his nomads didn't smell of anything, but these ones were horrible, covered in dirt from what he could discern.
As they came into sight, he sees they are all children, evidently not comfortable with a mountain demon standing right in front of them, weilding two large steel weapons. He grins at them, before running past in a flurry of snowflakes, still on the hunt for that upstart fire demon. "Where could it be?" he asks himself again.