It had taken them a while to return home, stopping and resting for a few days in the great woodlands and having quite the merry reunion with Mauve, a wolf he’d met in the throes of madness one night after some hardships with his brother…


Sighing heavily the man lowered his head till his nose nearly touched his paws, his eyelids lowered nearly all the way with his sadness and The new Huntsman threw back his head. The winds whipped this night as they threatened a heavy storm, his fur twisting and turning against his body as the winds raged with a near whistle.

Heavy dark clouds blocked out any trace of the moon as a sound escaped his lips. He tried to hide his sorrows but in his message even he could hear the tinges on the edges of his voice, the way his voice wavered, the way his song was more melodic then it probably shouldn’t have been.

Joxer has gone… Vanished without a trace and I am to take his Place as Huntsman… It is not a mantle I wear with pride, but a burden wrapped in pain and silence... The woods still echo his footfalls…

Jaxxon would echo through the mountain peaks, through the trees and over the hills, past the rivers and across the streams. His heart heavy as his song would end, the tune slowly ending and his head would drop again.

He would expect nothing in return and honestly he’d be surprised if he heard a rise from the emptiness of his spires and crags. His den was an empty, lonely, place now with his brother gone… His lover… His soul... With Chiharu and Jada gone… With everyone gone and him alone in the den he could hear himself breathe in the silence.


And as he felt his heart slowly sink within his breast, down to his stomach, he could hear the thunder rumble above, threatening tears, tears that he wished he could make fall, tears from the heavens meant only for him…

All thoughts of the rune and its meanings lost on him in this moment as he sat within himself and his thoughts.