It was a rainy day, Scaramouche sat underneath a tree. He needed a break from all the bullshit he undergoes. He stares off into the forest, his kasa hat protecting him from the cold rain. Not like it would affect him anyway.

You died, somehow. Your body rests in the water not too far away. Yet, you're still alive. In a new body. You roamed around, your body was wet, you also had wings. Like a faerie. You saw him, sat upon a rock while in a pensive thought. Something about him drew you in for some reason. You glanced down at your new body, and at the water on the ground nearby. You didn't look too..Inhumane, you looked normal just with pointy ears & wings. But you weren't sure what to say to him.