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Papilleon, More commonly known as Leon ( And affectionately called Pilly by his younger sister, though he would never admit it ). The night has left but the air was still soft with the golden light of dawn... not quite sunrise but the day was still so new that it still had that quiet calm feel of night, as if the animals were enjoying a lazy start. He had settled down in the grass, enjoying the crisp dewiness against his side, the creep of winter evident yet not overwhelming.

The moths were leaving now, a few still flexing their wings as they resting on his braids, one tickling his ear making it twich before they headed off to seek camouflage amongst the trees. Almost as soon as the last moth left him a small white winged butterfly floated to him, its wings soft and delicate as a flowers petal, it landed on his back, clinging to him as if he were the last rays of summer sunshine. It was always like this with him, as if the moths and butterflys were drawn to him. HIs sides were painted with fings, as if some great insect has landed on him and the wings melded to his sides. The pattern was vague enough that it couldent be pinned to either creature, the pattern not definite, but streaked along his body, mimicing patterns along his face. It was like that with all of his family, he though. He lounged some more, annoying the stillness of the morning when a glimmer of blue caught his eyes, his ears perching at the metalic sound of metal against metal.