The mountains always reminded Leo of himself . They felt like home ... Though he never knew what home felt like. He had practically grown up with nature. The orphanage that he was brought up in was in the midst of nowhere, with the woods on one side & a stream flowing on the other , almost like the scenery he could see now. He lay on the grass & looked at the sky through his crystal. He could see the blue sky and the clouds , though he always liked to imagine he saw his parents smiling at him . Leo had never known his family, the fire had burnt everything and everyone he had to ashes except a blue eyed baby with his mother's bracelet in his hand. Leo could also see his reflection in the crystal, his broad-set blue eyes staring back at him and his blonde hair flying in the wind. Though Leo wasn't exactly handsome... he was striking to look at and had an aura of confidence about him. He was almost at peace. Until it come out of nowhere and snatched the crystal from his hands and was off with it in a flash . Leo couldn't understand what a monkey was doing in that part of the country but this wasn't the time to think. He grabbed his backpack and dashed behind it .
