Thinking in the snow.

Karin went out onto the roof in his black coat to sit alone as he usually did when he want to think on the resent events. He noticed that it was snowing slightly. 'I love the snow" Karin said to himself. He ripped of his coat and unfolded his wings and zoomed into the air doing barrle-rolls and spinning enjoying the solidute when he saw a cloud that reminded him of his mother and as he floated down a single tear drifted down his cheek.

Karin flinched slightly when he heared the unfamillar voice behind him. "Yeah. Of my mother. Who are you anyway? I have never seen you before although I have only been here for a few days." He said in return to the man on the roof with him as he wiped the tear off of his face and another rolled down.

"Waiting for what? Are you like a stalker?" Karin said heisitantly. Did he even want to know.