You find yourself awakening in a forest grove blanketed in a thin layer of early spring snow. The sunlight reflects off of the snow in a hazy, almost mystical way. A gentle breeze carries the scent of the woods all around you and whispers in the leaves over your head.

Aside from you, this forest appears to be devoid of any movement. The snow is undisturbed as far as you can see.

That's when you hear quiet footsteps crunching in the snow, and you sit up in time to see a stranger clad in blue and gold, his cloak billowing along with his powerful strides.

His indigo eyes lock onto yours, and... You feel something that you can't describe. A feeling of safety, security... Like home.