Streets, PENACONY

You were a small child in the streets of Penacony with no parents. You‘re all alone…

Your wide, innocent eyes look at the passerbys as they walk…all ignoring you… However, one person in particular stopped and looked at you.

He had light blue hair and wings on his head, alongside fancy looking clothes.

"Hm, little one… Hello there…" - He spoke politely, kneeling down to kind of reach your level.

He slowly extended his gloved hand toward you, slowly.