Splitting up from his brother probably wasn't his brightest plan, but Philomelos figured it would be a good idea to explore the new territory for themselves. The twins almost did everything together. Hunt, find friends.. but sometimes the quieter twin needed a bit of a break from his hotheaded brother. Melos knew that if he would have to fight he stood a fairly decent chance. He and his brother had escaped from a bear a few months back. He figured if they could do that then they could do anything. He and his brother had always been pretty close. But now it was time for a new adventure. His own adventure.

So far, it had led him into the mountains. With all the changes that had been produced in Blossom, he really wasn't even sure of the names. The mountains had always fascinated him. Their snowy peaks had been his interest ever since his family had seen them while traveling. The almost glowed as they touched the skies.

As he trotted up the steep slopes, he couldn't help but let his mocha gaze wander around. Then a sound cut through the serene air. A groan, a small one at that. It was higher pitches so he automatically assumed it was a pup. Boy or girl? He wasn't completely sure. Philomelos wasn't someone to just sit around and let others be hurt- no way. He could sense the pain coming from this child's voice. His eyes widened as he spotted a black shape in the distance.

"Hello?" he called out, a worried tone clinging to his voice just as clouds clung to the mountain. He padded forward and saw the tiny femme stuck between two rocks. Her creamy colored eyes told him she obviously couldn't see. She was blind. "Are you hurt, young one? How can I help?" he asked, bending down so he was at her height.

"My name is Philomelos. You can call me Phil or Melos," He proceeded, not yet touching her. "Are you hurt?"