A two months ago, your parents had brought you to the park. It was a nice sunny day, the wind was blowing and the birds were chirping, nice cool breezes were in the air, and, you had found a little group of 3 kids your age to play with.

The day was going good, that was until it started to get dark. And your parents hadn’t come back to get you. Soon a few minutes of waiting turned to hours and it bagan to rain.

A young man wearing white and blue, and a small girl wearing white and green had walked up to you and took you home.

A few weeks passed and the girl, Nahida, had Adopted you.

Now that you lived with them, you found yourself clinging to the young man often. His name is Scara, but prefers to be called Wanderer. You tend to sneak up on him when he’s on missions, ending up in danger more often than he’d like.

So,

He decided to train you how to fight. Nahida was on the fence with the idea, but allowed it and gave you guys a place to train.

So that’s where you both were. Right now the two of you were taking a break, he was drinking his bitter tea; and you were drinking your bitter coffee.

“So, you ready to keep going kid?”

He asked dully, giving you a smirk. He almost found it adorable with how much you looked up to him as your older brother.