Kito was mere steps from the front door of the hotel he decided to stay at, when he noticed the purple gem in his ring glow, Sakura-re appearing before him. "Sakura-re? I didn't call you, why are you here?" he asked, clearly confused. She turned in the direction of the forest, letting out a cry of her own. Turning his head towards the forest, he saw nothing at first, but he suddenly felt something call to him. "Something's out there, isn't it?" he asked her, placing a hand on one of her branches. Knowing how in tune with nature the Natrelmon was, he was sure there was something out there that concerned her, especially if she emerged from her relic so suddenly. "Alright, Sakura-re, let's go find out what has you so concerned." he said, the gem glowing once again. He made the trek back towards the forest, stopping to adjust his ring, turning it so the hidden small black gem was visible. If whatever it was wanted to fight, he would use his strongest Natrelmon, Elwis. Stepping into the forest, he expected it to be dark like before, but it appeared to be the opposite. Coming to the conclusion that whatever had caught Sakura-re's attention, was also producing this light, he decided to follow it to it's source. As he walked, he noticed there were no signs of other Natrelmon around, it appeared they were intentionally avoiding the clearing that was ahead. Kito knew that whatever was in the clearing, was powerful, and it likely would be able to obliterate both himself and any of his Natrelmon. [i]No turning back now...[/i] he thought to himself, taking a deep breath.

As he crossed the threshold that was the treeline, he was met with blinding light. His glasses did nothing to reduce the brightness, but eventually his eyes became accustomed to the light, and what he saw before him was something impossible. As a boy his parents told him stories of Natrelmon so rare, that they were believed to be myth, and many people didn't believe they existed. He grew up fascinated with one particular tale, the tale of Ritoi. He grew up believing the tale was just that, a story meant to entertain children, there was no way Ritoi was real. Yet here it was, standing right in front of him, as a living, breathing Natrelmon. Kito could do nothing but gape at Ritoi, having lost all sense upon seeing it. The thought to capture it never crossed his mind, not something that was meant to be free. Slowly regaining his senses, he lifted a hand, removing his glasses to reveal the unusual eye colors he had. His left was yellow, the right, purple. He took a step forward, presenting himself, "You must have been the one who caught Sakura-re's attention, and I can understand why now. But, why are you here, Ritoi? Why risk being seen by greedy people who would attempt to catch you?" he asked, his curiosity getting the better of him. Unknown to him, he was being watched from a distance, the shadows hiding the observer.