He was sitting on a thick treebranch, his bow in his hand, looking out for any mortals to enter the jungle, it being the only way to reach the other clans, for mortals, at least

If any entered, he'd hunt them down anyway; not even Chimi or her kids were allowed in anymore. He couldnt deny, it was kind of getting lonely, but the ungratefulness of mortals, the fear of animals and the scarcity of other immortal beings made him resort to this way of life. Done with the daily border patrol, he went back into the depths of the jungle, heading towards his burrow to rest

As he trotted along the track, he heard the crack of thunder above, making him raise his head. He wasnt fazed by the storm approaching, knowing that those who he truly protects are safe in this green sanctuary