The woods were silent as the crackling flames flickered into the night while he sat upon a log...lost in thought as a frown edged its way across his face - until his ears twitched at the sound of someone approaching from the shadows while the leaves of the trees swayed from the gentle breeze...a sign that the change of seasons is nearly here.

His eyes glancing at the one who approaches, his pupils sharpening while his fingers reach for the hilt of his sword that rests upon his back.