Sunbeam Lair His heart was hollow, his face in pain

Despite Jolon having had a crush on the small dragoness, never would he wish to be anything more than her friend. He had noticed Noctura's scent on her pelt, and that of her on his, and seeing as he always saw every view of a situation, he assumed they had started something more. He was happy for them, for his brother and his chieftess, but bitter about Ezimette leaving him again. He loved his family on the mountain, truly, but not in the same way he had loved her. Now who was to dry his tears and listen to his stories? 

I don't see what should be talked about. He said softly, casting his gray gaze at his paws. I'm sure you know yourself that Ezimette is gone again... He sighed. It seems everything I love is getting separated from me, everything except my home. I- I don't want to lose this, nor you.