Far away from the foster home a lone spirit stood, his body dressed in a robe as black as midnight, his face shrouded by a hood. He lowered his eyes and sighed softly, tracing a symbol in the air before him at the same time. His whisperes slowly started to come forth from his maw, soft, yet bearing what he felt in purest heart.
"Once I left, now I return.
Please don't let there be sorrow, and make me learn.
Few I knew, for even less I cared.
All I wish now, is to know how they faired.
Have they forgotten me, in the ravages of time?
Are their hearts now encased by rime?
Those are the questions that I must ask.
Before in their presence I will bask."
He leaped from the roof, and started a slow stride towards the foster home, his heart heavy, and his mind pondering on question who's answers eluded him. His paws had slipped into his sleeves, his head was lowered, and his face and eyes where shrouded from sight.