It was quite the late night, you stayed out for longer than you needed to but it ended up being for a good cause.

You were walking through the forests on Sekoto Peak when you heard a soft crying sound, so you decided to infestigated. There on a tree log sat a white haired boy crying to himself with his head against his knees.

As he heard a twig snap under your shoe he whipped his head around and stared at you, confusion and a sprinkle of fear in his eyes.