He opens his eyes and looks down at the fox. Those eyes hold a sorrow that only one who loves easily and deeply can feel.

Because without it...there is no hope. For anyone...anything...

The Ranger turns away slightly and stares off into the distance. "They were beautiful, Kenaz. So beautiful, their minds. Especially Rae. Valen help me..."

His voice trails off and, for a moment, his form seems to waver.