Ivan

Everything hurt. I was too damn old to sleep in a tree. The snake I threw to the ground minutes after falling asleep would agree. Vampire sucking machines called mosquitoes used me as their banquet. I was grumpy, aching, and hungry.

I walked back to my temporary home with my usual disdain. It went unnoticed. The normal eye shifting while the owner of those eyes pretended to be invisible didn't happen. None of the usual fear wafted through the air. Even Jasper, ...