When Will The Hell End?

The crickets chirped in a choir on this nice cool evening. It wasn't hot enough to seek shade, or cold enough to keep a fire. The midnight moon was full in the sky as the songs of wolves filled the night air. A young man laid upon a tree branch over a lake that clearly reflected the magnificence of the moon. He swayed on leg back and forth and held his hands behind his head as cushion from the rough bark. He whistled a nice tune to coexist with the orchestra of the evening air.

The young man wore a hood over his head covering his light blonde hair his eyes were shut close. His hoodie was pitch black, any dirt or stains from recent training would be completely masked by the color difference. He wore loose blue jeans, tight at the waist, but didn't go past his feet as to not trip over them.

A Raven flew across the sky, blending in with all but the stars that it overlapped. One eye opened from the young man, the deep blue gazing at the raven as he slowly licked his lips. Within that instant the man disappeared, and a caw was spoken, quieting the music of the night as the man was now in another tree branch, holding the now lifeless bird in his hand. “Finally, breakfast” the young man spoke with a hungry smile on his face.

~7 hours Later~

Jun left the diner with his stuff and started to go to the same spot where he trained under Rena. Who is now Renko? He didn't know...nor cared, what happened to make her change her name or anything. Now, he decided to do some more training and learn more about the Martial Arts she taught. Kano was supposedly gonna be doing the same. He walked calmly through the forest, even coming across the same wolf rat like things he had tamed on his first trip. He had less electronics with him this time. Still had the tent though.

When he got there, he found Kano right away. "Long time no see." He waved at him. But he didn't see Renko anywhere. He shrugged and just started setting up his tent again.