Jaxn Mate. Mate. Mate! This morning, I’d woken before dawn—a time “not even the gods rouse”, according to my Lyca spirit—and taken my normal run, first in Ordine form, then my Lycan form, which typically aids in lifting him out of his perpetually dour mood. Solus Lycan, like myself, generally tend to be irascible, or some may say, “short-tempered”, although we’re far from the concern of becoming feral.