A dry wind blew through the land and Aithlyn groaned and ran a hand through his light sandy brown hair, sweeping it away from his face before he tied it back into a loose, low pony tail. He shrugged on the back pack and ran a hand across his forehead, feeling the grains of sand stuck to him before he walked off, making his way towards the border to Heaji. He didn't know how long past by the time he got to the border, but he knew it was atleast 20 days. Between stopping to sleep and just procrastinating constantly, he knew it had taken over double to time it would've if he had just kept on going. Less than that if he had gotten a Suaasal Demon to take him even half way. But, travelling through Suaasal was something Aithlyn had done all the time so he wasn't motivated to do it another time. He was definitely excited to see the other countries, but going through Suaasal bored him almost to tears. When he finally made it to the border, he stopped off at one town of Suaasal that many people from Heaji would visit. "Aithlyn!" a voice called. Deep and obviously male. Turning slightly, Aithlyn saw a tall man with darkly tanned skin, - typical of a Suaasalian - blonde hair and grey eyes, standing shorter than him at only 5'8''. "Hey Klyff," he said with a broad smile. "You finally going to see the other countries?" Klyff asked and Aithlyn grinned and nodded in response, "you taking anyone with you?" the man asked, looking around. "Uhhuh," Aithlyn replied, looking down at the man, "Galan is coming with me," he said and the man looked at him like he had lost his mind, "Galan?" he asked, shaking his head before he wandered off, muttering to himself. Authlyn chuckled and shrugged his backpack onto his shoulders properly again before he made his way to cross the border. He smiled and waved at a few people before he paused and looked around, wondering where exactly Galan was. Moments later, the huge Suaasal Demon came towards him, walking slowly and taking his sweet time. Folding his arms across his chest, he tapped his foot impatiently, glaring at the huge beast. Galan looked up and grunted in response before picking up his pace slightly. "Come on, Galan," Aithlyn said when he stopped next to him. He placed a large hand on the beast's rough skin, the short, coarse fur pricking hands in a familiar way. He was so used to the feel of a Suaasal Demon's rough skin and coarse fur, it felt somewhat foreign not to have a hand upon the creature. He looked up at the large figure of Galan before he walked off, the Demon walking beside him, seeming to be in a somewhat agreeable mood for once. ~~10 weeks later at Present~~ Looking down at the ground from atop of Galan, Aithlyn grinned. He stared at the long grass in awe and couldn't help but chuckle when Galan snorted in distaste at the feel of it. "Oh get over it, you big baby," Aithlyn commented, to which the demon threw out his hind legs into the air, throwing the man off. He flew through the air momentarily before he landed on his back in the long grass, luckily as it cushioned his landing a lot and avoided breaking any bones. Winded, the man gave a wheezy laugh and stared up at the beast who glared down at him with his glowing red eyes. "Awww, did the big baby not like being told what to do?" he asked in a childish tone, to which the demon purposely sneezed on him and turned around, scratching at the grass with his hind legs and flinging it onto the man. 'I am not a baby,' the demon commented in his low, guttural voice. It was a wonder as to how Suaasal Demons could talk, but somehow they could, even if it was with a lot of effort. "Gee, thanks," Aithlyn grunted, wiping the spray off of him. He grinned and slowly stood up, ignoring the slight pang in his back from falling on it. He turned in a slow circle, taking in the sight of Ustea. The tall grass, the forest in the distance, the animals that ran freely, and as he tore his eyes from the site in front of him, raising his gaze to the sky, he saw the Wyverns he had heard so much about. Though they were small and he couldn't really study them, Aithlyn felt his heart swell with excitement. A broad grin spread across his features which he couldn't wipe off and he felt like a child all over again. Running a hand over his face, he shook his head with a light laugh. Realizing after a moments pause that his hair was down, he looked down at the ground and picked up the hair tie but instead put it around his wrist, not overly caring at that point. Glancing across at Galan, he saw the giant beast's form. He stood at an easy 10ft and Aithlyn would bet he was even taller than that. He was indeed an intimidating creature. After all, there was no fat, just pure muscle that you could visibly see with any move he made. His feet alone could easily kill a man. His claws and teeth were huge and indeed enough to send the biggest man the other way. However, the beast's size wasn't what had caught Aithlyn's attention at the very moment. It was the way he stared at a small herd of what looked like deer, a deep, rumbling growl making its way from his chest. Aithlyn's eyes widened and he walked over, punching the creature in the shoulder as hard as he could without breaking his hand or fingers. "Don't!" The man warned before he walked forward, through the grass, "we will get something for you to eat when we find someone from here," he told him sternly to which the beast huffed in response but resented and followed him. Aithlyn looked around, wandering through the grass and wondering when he'd come across someone from the land.