Yugo was sitting on a branch high up in a tree, looking at the green expanse in front of him. The young eliatrope sighs, remaining silent.

Yugo was thinking about his race, his people... Where were the other eliatropes? Was he the last one alive or was there anyone else...?

Yugo sighs and pulls the blue hat on his head down, covering his eyes. He leans back against the tree trunk and closes his eyes, trying to clear his mind.