Pyrrus held his grasp around Rashim until the blonde haired boy stepped back from him. The dragonkin's grin was so large it forced his cheeks up high almost shutting his eyes. He cold still hardly believe that he had some how manged to run into this boy. So many years had passed, he had begun to think he had fallen of the face of the planet. Rashim finally broke his grasp and stepped back. Looking down at his face , yes he had to tilt his head a bit down for he had not grown quite as much, Pyrrus looked to his facial expression expecting a huge grin in return. However such was not the case.

The evergreen eyed boy instead had a grimace of confusion across his face. Pyrrus' honey eyes connected to the shorter boys and he cocked an eyebrow at him. He waited for a response and when one came he was harshly surprised. What!? Of course he had the right person! How else could there be another person that matched his friends description so well and have the same name as him. But even more shocking, how could that friend had simply forgotten who he was. Pyrrus was so sure he would have been instantly recognized as well. 

Well maybe not so much. Sure his hair had grown out more and seemed to have darkened over the year and maybe he had grow twice his size. Not to mention puberty probably hit him like a truck. Well sure he might have been hard to recognize but aren't there just some faces you don't forget. Pyrrus always thought his was one of those. Honey glazed eyes looked back over to the young man in armor, his eyebrow still cocked in disappointment and confusion. 

"Waaahh? Do I have the right pers...Well of course I do! There's no other blonde kitten I know named Rashim!" Reminding himself of that he grew worried. This boy had no ears. His child friend had been a cat beastkin fully equipped with cat ears, yet on top of the boys head nothing appeared. Pyrrus pulse began to rise. Looking over him again he noticed that he was wearing very fanciful armor. The kind that the young poor lumberer's boy would never have been in. On top of that he had no ears. Had Pyrrus in fact made a mistake?

Pyrrus connected his golden eyes with the evergreen ones of the person in front of him, locking faces with him. No this was him! There was no denying it. This Rashim still definitely resembled the Rashim he had known too much to be some sort of magical coincidence. Pyrrus chuckled and grew a huge grin once more. "Stop playing around! It's me silly, Pyrrus! There's no way you'd forget me. The gods wouldn't allow it at all!" Pyrrus inched closer to him and placed his hand in the side of his hair and scratched around a bit. "Where the heck are your ears by the way?!"