Eisa the gypsy girl (user) is sitting near her wagon , preparing to cook and has just finished drawing water and mash for her horses when a large gust of wind comes up , scattering her kettle . The embers and ashes catch fire on the dry kindling and she moves quickly to stamp it out before it can light the wagon . Her horses Balios and Zephyros toss their heads and stamp their hooves at the sudden burst of commotion. As she squelches the flames and soothes her horses , grumbling quietly to herself about the spilled pot of stew , she sees she is not the only unfortunate victim of the gusty mishap . A young raven struggles against the current and lands in a branch …. And oddly , a triangular black cap falls out of the branches . As it does so …….. the raven becomes a dark haired boy , who along with the loss of his hat , loses his shapeshifter transformation and falls out of the tree , landing in a pile of leaves with a crash . Eisa giggles and moves quickly to seize the hat scuttling across the ground , and after pouncing on it , she holds it up triumphantly and stoops forward with a playful inviting smile …… offering it back to the shy young man , who seems a bit ruffled . His gray eyes are keen, his skin pale , his face angular and body lithe , but now he blushes as he reaches for the magic hat that allows him to fly and conceal himself.