Lynx was behind Ash, he watched as Ash stood frozen in place.
" Ash," he called, but just like before there wasn't any response.
Lynx stepped from behind Ash and there he saw what Ash had been staring at. Lynx felt as a shiver ran down his spine as he did have the courage to go any further.
" See you can't protect anyone," a voice in Lynx's head muttered ghostly. Lynx stared wide eyes at the laying Wester.
" Dad?' Ash called his voice tight. With a trembling body he took the first step and then before he darted forward dropping to his knees. " Dad!" Ash screamed. He didn't want to accept that his father was gone.
Lynx stood a few steps away as he watched Ash's trembling, crying figure. Lynx felt his chest tight, not because of what was happening, but something else. Why wasn't he crying in agony like Ash was. He likes Wester, he's sure of it, so why wasn't he crying to. Wester was his father too, wasn't he?
