[h3]Seles Town[/h3]

[I]Kid?[/I] He let his eyes fall to the ground to hide his scowl. [I]I've seen more than any man, known the fear of being hunted, and has been honed by the powerful hand of hatred. No, he was far from a "kid". He was [i]the[/i] chosen Wingly,[/I] he had decided long ago, deep within the heart the wilds. [I]No one has the right nor privilege to call me kid.[/I]

He outwardly ignored her comment, voicing his outrage towards it would do him no good and only cause more trouble. At the moment, he was content with being invisible to the masses. To the stains. 

[b]"My name?"[/b] he asked her with tinge of indifference. [b]"My name is Ventori and the humans have made life more than difficult for me."[/b] He felt his ire intertwine his fingers, his nails dug into his skin as he remembered... remembered it all with full clarity. 

[b]"You have a brother and mother... but what's two to a million. There is only one way to live in this world and that is to travel without notice. Be on the verge of never existing. That is how you survive with the humans, that is what they force you to do."[/b]

For a long moment he sat with his anger then slowly, all at once, he sighed and visibly loosened. The hood of his clothing was pulled over his head even more, a physical act to go along with his ideals.