Rain fell, taunting Reyn. He listened to it as it made it symphonic noise. He loved the sound, yet hated the source. It fell so easily, lightly plinking as it hit the floor. The floor. The floor taunted him too. He looked upwards toward it, glaring at it with rage. It stared back, cold and unforgiving. The wind howled and spun, sending chills down Reyn's spine. Brown leaves flew in and danced around his cave. The stone prison he called home echoed with the sound of their movement.

Reyn sighed, arms crossed, hooves tapping the stone out of boredom. The wind picked up, blowing his sack of fruits and berries around. It was just a simple bundle of leaves tied together, connected to the roof by a small handful of vines notched into stalactites above. It was crude and simple, but effective. Reyn turned to watch it. He studied its movement, fascinated. It swung every which way. His lips curled into a light smile.

His stomach growled loudly. Reyn shook his head, waking himself from the his daydream. He resisted. The sack was near empty, and he wanted to make sure it lasted until it refilled. The growling persisted, pain kicking him lightly. He was running his meals small recently, but it was certainly biting him back. He groaned, finally standing to satisfy his complaining stomach. He grabbed for the bag and pulled it close. Reyn was greeted with a sad sight. Two peaches, an apple, and only a half a pawful of berries. He sighed, hoping Sync would come soon. He had apparently given himself the duty of refilling Reyn's food. He didn't come at his normal time, which worried him.

"Why that no good, ungrateful..." He shook his head, sighing to himself. He took a small portion, letting the bag limply sway in the wind once again. Reyn moved back to his little corner, biting hard into the fruit. Juice spilled out and he struggled to save every drop. Reyn started to a steady rustling outside. The grass crunched in regular form as what sounded like the hoofsteps of another Spirit approached. He turned sharply to see who it was. If it was that no good Sync, why he'd-

As he turned, his eyes caught sight of, not Sync, but someone he didn't know, or even recognize. Reyn had an excellent memory of most of the forest spirits. He knew many names, most were at least recognizable, even at a distance. His mind raced, trying to remember her. He stared at her features. She relatively short, though nowhere near some of the others he had seen. She was also an average weight. She wasn't chubby, nor particularly strong. Her frills were relatively short, moving in the wind gracefully. Her fur was beautifully kept. It surprised him that this girl was beyond his knowledge. Her step was quiet as she approached.

"H-hello?" she said, looking up toward Reyn.

Oh great... Reyn sighed, frowning. Surely the others told her about me. Doesn't she know me? That grumpy hermit? That one Spirit who wouldn't leave if he could?

"Yes, hi, what do you want?" He said, rushing his words. The sooner she left, the better.

"H-hi, I'm... I'm Zera." Zera extended her paw up, trying to reach Reyn. He just stared back coldly, not saying a word. She took the hint.

"U-uh, I just w-wanted to say hi... I'm... I'm new here. I was born last week." She smiled proudly.

"Mhm..." Reyn looked unimpressed. That explained how he didn't know her. And why she was here. Newborn always tried to visit. They don't get a chance to hear the rumors.

She seemed to relax a bit. Her face beamed brighter, and she sat down on the floor, crossing her legs. Reyn just stood, glaring at her. "So, that's it? You've just come to tell me the exciting news of your first birthday?" He frowned at how rude he said that.

"Well, I thought it would be a nice way to talk with a new friend." Her face smiled.

"Look, kid, I'm not your friend. I don't want one, and I don't need one. I appreciate the offer, but I like it here alone. Get lost." Reyn turned his head, avoiding the girl's eyes. He left it at that, hoping that would drive her off

"O-oh..." She seemed to have expected such a response. She turned away, eyes softly looking at the cave floor. Her steps slowly faded, echoing in the cave before stopping abruptly. He turned to see her sat at the entrance, watching the trees. Her knees were tucked in, but she swayed softly, listening to the wind.

"Didn't you hear what I said? Get out of here. Go. Leave." He raised his tone slightly, trying to be as kind as he could.

"B-but you're alone. No one should be-"

"Well I-I don't care!" Reyn stopped her before she could finish. "I want to be alone! I'm tired of you all thinking I need a friend. That 'Oh, he'll be happier if we bother him. He'll smile if we annoy him.' No. I'm done! Leave me alone and stop trying to be so nice to me!"

His words came out faster than he could stop them. His rage took over. All he could do was watch as Zera's heart ripped in half. She burst into tears, fleeing to someone else in the distance. Someone he recognized. Tali. Her name sent shivers down his spine. She gave him a glare, and he responded with a rude gesture. He stood for a while, slowly watching the two drift away, his own rage swelling. He took his half eaten peach and threw it against the wall, tears flooding his vision. He flopped onto the hard rock, crying silently. Words echoed in his mind. It's what you deserve. You're just a rude, grumpy hermit. Maybe you're powers were meant to fail. You're supposed to be here, stuck in this cave. So no one else could get hurt by who you are.

Reyn turned upward, looking at the floor above him. He reached for it, demanding it to bring it near him. He pulled inside himself, trying to reach his power. He demanded it to stop. For once in his life to, just once, work with him. His attempt was futile as always, his own gravity relentlessly pushing him up.

His eyes turned back outside. The sky ever teasing him. It beckoned to him, pulling at him. Trying to draw him into it's never ending blue. You're powers chose you. They wanted you to stay here, always glued to the ceiling...

"...Never to leave. Never to hurt."