Aithne Charr
Heir of Fire
He looked up from the roof of his home in the middle of no where on Dantooine, the starlight and moon light falling on the grassy roof of the home. He always loved homes on Dantooine, built right on the plains and keeping nature close to you. It was only normal such a thing should be as it was, infact he felt that for once, tonight was going to be a good one and he never had to worry about something happening that would turn his peaceful night upside down... meanwhile in metropolis... I mean in the sky above him, the faint outline of a bird could be seen...
[member="Morrigan"]
[member="Morrigan"]