The bitter cold air... The trees bare, the sun is out peeking from the clouds but give the earth no warmth. Who and why would someone be out on a day like this? Maybe a namir with a brain would come out at a time like this. But Seirei had to be out, there was nothing to do at home. A Scarf was around his neck, looking gloomy as his master forced him to put the cozy scarf on. So it was okay.. As he sat on a hill in the side of the park, he looked around, his blue eyes lost, like he was looking for something.. Or somebody..
