Anon? Or Brother? He isn't sure, but boy is his heart hammering for this cryptid. Ennis shyly waves back and then makes a brief zipped lip gesture as if to say, 'I won't tell.'

There's pep in his step as he skips up the trail to meet up with his friends and the dopey, happy smile still lingers on his face even after he's settled into his seat in the stands. Though he's trying to follow along with the game and cheer on Azurcrest, his mind keeps wandering back to that moment and playing out countless elaborate what-if scenarios.

Until...