Leo/Ryn
Ryn's eyes fluttered up to a dark sky studded with stars. A full moon hung in the sky, casting light on him. He startled and jerked, realizing that he was up against a tree.
This wasn't his room. After he left his home, the last thing he remembered was being carried in the rain by Veyr, and he had fallen asleep in his arms.
He didn't remember anything after that, so he wondered why he was in a forest and sleeping against a tree.
"What is this place?" he muttered and stood up, looking around for any sign of familiarity.
Had his training started, and was this Master Lynsander's method of training him? He wondered as he took another look around but found nothing familiar.
"Veyr!" he shouted, rubbing his clammy hands together. "Where are you? Where are…"
"Leo!" A voice echoed through the night, and it made him stand still.
No one knew his real name, so he was shocked when he was addressed by it.
Had someone figured out that he was not the real Ryn?
