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The Jungle has provided minimal entertainment for Tytos. He is, after all, a boy born into a matriarchal society. This is no place for him but he finds shackles aroudn his legs much to his dismay. Mother is seemingly always watching. If it isn't her, it's the tree branches reaching down to caress him.
The boy scolds his surroundings when that happens.
A sigh slips from him as he aimlessly wanders. There is an excessive amount of activity and life here that fascinates him. The protection of a group of women is appealing for now in addition to the magic that the kingdom harbors, but as maturity creeps along him Tytos will realize how juvenile it truly is. If he had friends - guy friends - he would brag about being surrounded by women, but alas, he is a loner when neither of his siblings are nearby.
His autumn eyes look up to the canopy in idle boredom. From afar he can hear the rattling monkeys and the singing birds. Even farther, he hears the low growl of a jaguar that brings him to stop mid-step. The sound fades quickly but he's always listening, always watching. He is a boy in a girl's kingdom. It won't be long until he will be forced from the border but he isn't keen on being ousted on his own.
Suddenly pivoting and facing a web of trees in front of him Tytos calls to his brother or anyone else that may be lurking in the Jungle's depths.
