Wind whispered through the leaves of the tree Leo had chosen. His eyes gazing out at the scenery before him as he began to overthink. Night's tranquility wasn't even enough to pull him out of his spiral. Not the glittering stars, not the stream that murmured nearby. Not the animals that skittered about in the grass.

No, no, his thoughts sucked out the beauty that was around him. His chest tight and his emotions getting the best of him. The cold air was nothing compared to the heat that began to build up around him causing the tree he leaned on to begin to smolder.

His attention was pulled away as he tried to stop the fire seeking his hands instinctively seeking the belt that hung snug around his waist.