Golden paws would wade through golden flowers as the last bits of the sun would start to fall past the horizon. The rays would spray color all across the sky, the plethora of tiny white clouds catching the colors brilliantly. The cats emerald gaze would laze about the evenings sky, his elegant amber body lowering into the overgrown grass. A content sigh would escape his maw as the enjoyment of a good afternoon evident in his relaxed composure. Born not only a scholar, the great Dmitry had taught his sons the art of battle. Though Vask was not as sure of his skill as he was before his father died. He was one to talk things out before drawing swords type of cat. He also liked to enjoy the pleasantries of life. As a few bats began to find their way out of the trees he was able to see the creatures dashing back and forth across his vision. He would sit and count the stars as they appeared heavily in the sky. Speech,

Night had begun to fall upon the lands, and Byakuro would be stranded in the night in unknown lands. These lands were very different then his homelands, and the terrain was unknown to the young boy. He didn't know where he was, but the stars above would silhouette the creatures of the night that began to emerge from their hidden crevices. He slipped down the rocks, seeking out a place of refuge. After long moments of traveling the cliffs, he began to scent something else upon the winds. Something he had never smelled before. It intrigued him, though he was never one to be nosy...glancing up at the sky, he sighed. He needed to find a place of refuge for the night, perhaps whatever this creature was would leave him be. He didn't want to encounter a fight right now, not at such a young age...if a fight rolled about, he would be too inexperienced. Moving forward some more, he realized that the scent would only become stronger. Peering through the darkness, he could not tell what lied before him. Wolf vision was not as keen or as strong as the vision of the unseen stranger. But surely enough, he would stumble upon the creature. He crossed the path, though the cat was invisible to him...to him it was anyway. Byakuro's tail swished nervously, a feeling he never really felt until now. Speech,