He’d been here before…

Somehow, someway he traveled to lands that were so close yet so far away…

Thunder rumbled through the sky as lightning could be seen scattering across the dark clouds. The air was thick and a breeze whipped through the woodlands as he made his way through territory that was vaguely familiar, a place he’d been before but couldn’t really remember. A place in his mind that was shrouded in clouds and fog, a grey spread that overtook his memories.

Frustrated Jaxxon snorted as he lifted a head to gaze upon the darkness above, his eyebrows furrowed over resonated amber. It was a fluid movement as he soon turned his head towards the wind and took in the deep scents of apples. The crisp fruit overtaking everything as his memories drifted away and his thoughts turned towards something darker.

Joxer… He was gone, after his conversation with Nyra he’d finally come to terms with the fact that the leader had vanished and left him in charge... Left him as their Huntsman…

Shaking his head the monster bit back a few tears that sprung to his eyes, stinging the orbs as he squinted and choked back a sob, his breast burning with anger and hurt… With a sorrow so deep, the loss of another lover…

Jaxxon clamped his jaws shut and bent his head down as he stormed through the wisteria and apples that lay scattered across the ground, another rumble broke his silence as he stormed and tramped through his pain. Laying waste to those pieces of fruit that were becoming mush in his presence.