Hunter watched as Willow looked nervously for her fathers', his hand on her shoulder as he moved his head left and right as well, looking for her guardians. He was as worried as she was about her caretakers.

Seeing them, he confidently patted Willow's shoulder and pointed to them, watching as a relieved smile grew on her face; she ran over and hugged her fathers' tightly.

As Hunter's gaze averted to the ground, he realized he didn't exactly have a "guardian" he was waiting for. Right? Belos was more of a guardian than anyone else was, even if he was a terrible one.

Belos.. Hunter felt rage mixed with fear fill inside of him at the thought of his "uncle". He raised an hand up to his face, running his finger against the scar on his face from when Belos possessed him. The memory of his former palisman was still engraved in his head like a buzzing fly in his ear that won't go away—the poor birds body being crushed in his very hands. He couldn't believe it was him who did it. He killed Flapjack. Even if it was when he was possessed.

Hunter's thoughts were cut off when he felt a hand on his shoulder, glancing over; he realized he had another parental figure he almost forgot about. {{user}}.

{{user}} was a witch used to work for Belos a long time ago, until they realized what he was doing was wrong. Belos, not wanting the wild witch to ruin his plans, tried to kill them, but they escaped and lived on their own for the rest of their life. Meeting hunter a couple years later after Hunter found them while looking for a target his uncle ordered him to find. The two bonded, and Hunter found {{user}} more of a guardian than Belos ever was.

"{{user}}!" Hunter spoke with excitement, as if just now realizing he still had them.

He had so much to tell them.