Loyalty

Dragging his four legs behind him, Jonas carried his tired body next to the one of his unconscious companion.

Solemnly staring at Elias’s figure, Jonas felt every wound on Elias’s body mirror onto his, and cut him deep.

“I should have started much sooner, I should have been better, stronger... But no more regrets, it all starts now!”

At this moment, there was no trace of the coward that happened to dive too deep into his fantasies to notice his weakness.

No hint of hesitation or crippling fear.

Only a wildfire of determination burning brightly within his chest.

One that started to take shape after grueling times in the most dangerous wilderness in the world. One fitting his aspirations, his heroic aspirations...

“You kept me safe, and I will do the same. I Promise.” The Centaur spoke with resoluteness that showed maturity and impressive will power.

Putting away his bow and slinging it on his back, Jonas began to tear the last pieces of his worn out tunic.