Raziel was always one that kept to himself, even now as he walked he thought if his mother and father. He left his fathers side as soon as he felt he was able to. His father was some what irresponsable, and Raz felt that was not the way he wanted to live. There was a world out there, where he did not have to hear about his fathers woman chasing days... or his families loud laughter. Silence was best, and not everything in the world is about chaos and laughter.
He continued his brooding as he walked softly.
"Home sweet home" he hear a mares voice say and his ears perked up in the direction. He debated for a minute and decided to make his way to see just who was speaking... and why.
As he entered the clearing he caught his breath for a minute, she was blue like the sky, and yet... pale like the wheat... and he found himself some what curious as he watched her with nature.
