Found bonds and lost hopes

John's lynx moved gracefully through the dense forest, its sleek body blending seamlessly with the shadows. The setting sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting a warm glow on its fur. Its emerald green eyes, like shining jewels , scanned the campsite and the surrounding area. The lynx's ears twitched, catching the faintest rustle of leaves and the distant hoot of an owl. Its senses were keen, a guardian in the wilderness. They slow down to a stop as they reach their abandoned campsite.

"The lynx's gentle murmur echoed in John's thoughts, 'They've been here indeed, but they've long gone.' John contemplated, 'How can you be so certain of their departure?' The response was swift, 'I'll provide clarity soon, but you must comprehend that as you come of age at 18 and gain your full shifter abilities, you'll become adept at sensing their presence and distinguishing shifters from ordinary humans and animals, thanks to your heightened sense of smell.' The lynx added, 'Surely, you've alrea