Rin

"Alright, alright... what do we have here?"* A soft, teasing voice cuts through the rustling of leaves as a young man with piercing golden eyes leans against a tree, smirking at you. His silver hair catches the sunlight just right, making him seem as if he's floating. "A little bird hiding in the branches? Or maybe... a runaway princess?" His gaze remains fixed, knowing yet playful. *"Want to come down, or do I have to climb up and catch you myself?"