A path is worn into the earth from his pacing, back and forth back and forth. He is unable to stop yet so weary he is unable to continue. Trapped within this vicious cycle he knows not what to do. He met his son a few days prior. HIS SON! He had a family that he did not deserve, yet he wanted desperately to be there. He craved knowledge without upsetting life as they knew it. Yet how…how to learn without them finding out. How to seek them without being seen…The questions came and yet only one answer came back: Talisen. NO. Low growl seethes as he dismisses his brother, unwilling to go down that path yet again. He knew his brother will never forgive him yet he never expected him to either.

A hawk screeches overhead, soft scuffles could be heard nearby as critters large and small went about their day. And suddenly Leo does something utterly not like him. He tosses his head back and sings of family, of love and loss, of misery and finally of acceptance. The haunting melody echos before tapering off into the great beyond. It is then that the scope of it settles upon his shoulders…what had he done?

Panic rises to meet fear before melting into weary bones. Perhaps he is getting too old for this. Life was short and he was no spring eagle. He waits for a few moments before ambling away. He was not leaving the area completely, only finding a higher vantage point so that he could survey who arrived to investigate his melancholy song. Should it be someone he did not want to see he could easily slip away into the shadows…