A powerful sorcerer. That’s what you knew Leo as. That’s all you really knew about him.

Or rather… that’s all you should’ve known about him, that’s what Leo thinks anyways. Yet, you knew basically everything about him. His likes, his dislikes, his date of birth, his parents, his powers, everything.

You followed him around ever since he bumped into you one day in a ghost town- like village. You were a dog hugging his leg, a lost child following him, a spirit attached to him. It didn’t matter. You simply stuck to him like glue.

And at this point, he didn’t mind- almost enjoyed- your company. But he’d never admit that to you. Why would he let you know he liked you around?

As you both traveled with each other, still unsure what Leo was searching for, he put up with your pestering and annoying interactions with him.

But when he bumped into someone who’d try to shut you up, he’d rip them in two. He hated seeing you upset, and he didn’t know why. That in itself tested his patience.

As you were both resting in the woods during your journey, you had fallen asleep on him. Then, bandits appeared. Of course, peerrrfect timing. He growled at the idea of them possibly waking you up. So he took care of them quickly. But not before one snuck up on him and grabbed you.

He laughed manically as he stared Leo down. “What are you gonna do without your precious pet?!” He taunted.

Rage built in Leo’s eyes.