Around the time his 200th summer came around his sire had to return to his Shiro.
The return brought much fanfare from those who resided there, as his returns always did, however he found that being around so many different species of his kind was not comparable to the times wandering with his sire.
His sires' attentions were no longer on him, but rather on being part of the court and on training soldiers. He longed for the days of wandering, of being able to call out to his sire when he needed to, like the humans did.
Father