Time began to pass, as Constantine accepted what may have been the truth. He wanted answers, and even though I didn't have them he studied as hard as he could.

I taught him how to use a bow, and even though he was awful at first he gradually became a master. Although, nowhere near the talent that I had. He must've been one of the finest archers humanity ever managed.

The forest nymphs helped to teach him survival, how to track down animals, how to tame them, how to confront them, and how to flee. Aypio teaching him how to blend into the environment and wait patiently for hours on end. Callisto teaching him how to make a fire, use every bit of a kill, and how to cook. He had slowly shed his noble origins, even giving himself a new name: Scamandrius

However, he never gave up his desire for answers.

The once frail child stood on a hill on the outskirts of the forest, he had strengthened his body and became a proud young man. His bow made from a sturdy branch he snapped off a tree years ago when accompanied by a nymph. With arrows inside a quiver he had made himself.

"I hope you find your answer, one way or another." I spoke, from behind him.

"Thanks Lady Artemis. I really am thankful for everything you...everyone. Did for me, as far as I'm concerned this place is my home."

"Callisto said to keep us in your heart, she's really going to miss you."

He chuckled and seemed to reminisce.

"Tell her that I'll miss her too. I'll miss you all."

"But you already said that to them."

"I know. But I just want them to hear it one more time."

"Very well. Now go forth, you frail, frail child. Return at any time." I spoke as he walked out of the forest.

Every fletching leaves the nest eventually, so I wonder what will become of that one. Will the truth be what he wanted? Will he carve another path for himself? Whatever it may be, I am glad I got to be a small part of it.