A thirst for memory draws the remaining child of three from the shadows outside of Moladion. Memories that he was not sure he even had any longer. But still he journeys back into the realm of the world he had been born into. Much of his young life had all but been forgotten, only glimpses of the past brought to him in dreams while he slept. He did not understand very many of them; brief passings of scaled creatures, pink eyes, the feeling of sodden earth beneath his paws.

Nearly all of his past life had been lost to him and his travels away from Moladion had only made it worse. He has very little knowledge in way of the direction he should take nor what his true purpose was to be in coming back to his birthplace. But maybe he will be fortunate enough to find something of value here.

He is tall and lean, although his chest is broad, providing him with a rather unusual physique and he is not one to go unnoticed. It would be to no surprise if he were to attract the attention of some stranger in his passing through the fields as his stark white and gray figure shines like a beacon among the green of spring. Part of him wished to find this place of his dreams although he was content to take a moment to rest atop the soft sands of the lake.

Gray faded paws stop once he was within the warmth of the golden hued sand and his body begins to ease down so that he may relax. It does not take long for another to appear and even with his eyes closed he can sense the presence of the other. Jade marbled eyes reveal themselves to view the other male who approaches as his shoulders roll lazily to reposition himself. "What is new here?" it is a simple enough question asked in a cool tone as his eyes linger upon the other. If he were to get back a life within Moladion then perhaps it would help to catch up on anything important that has happened since his leave.