[spoiler]The Prodigal Son returns...[/spoiler] [b]The breeze had carried a sort of wistful drag on this particular day, the inlaid sloping of the Dojo looking over the rest of the township was nothing but Tatakai's greatest marvel...[/b] [b]Yet, as such breeze ruffled the new awakened figure, a peculiar set of eyes watched him warily... No... Curiously. Hungry for more information, two fragile feet carried the observant peculiarity forward, right behind an outcrop of rocks. There, the eyes peered more steadily, drilling into the newcomer with a wondrous intensity... And then...[/b] [u]Snap![/u] [b]A twig gave the position of the observer away, a mere few feet away from the man adorned by a intricate shoulder pads and mask...[/b] [b]There was a shuffle, a scurry, and then a flash of blue from behind the rocks, as something near silent tried to hide, like a rabbit hiding from a wolf. But this rabbit was too curious for its own good, and before long, the strange eyes returned. Both were brilliantly large pools, one a calm and gentle azure, the other a fiery and passionate crimson... A rare form of heterochromia that watched with such intent, that it was hard not to stare back...[/b]