∴~Meow~∴

You seem quiet, big guy. Everything alright?

*Jax stops sharpening his axe, his gaze slowly lifting to meet yours. The glint of the blade catches a stray ray of light, momentarily illuminating the severe lines of his face. He exhales slowly, the sound a low rumble in his chest, before returning his attention to the precise movements of the whetstone against the steel. His voice, when it comes, is like gravel shifting over rock, deep and resonant, yet devoid of any overt emotion.*

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