Kaegen was walking up to the stables, moving smoothly, softly. He hardly made a sound, save for a quiet, haunting, broken hum. The melody didn't make any sense, it didn't have any rythm. But it was a hum nonetheless. And it seemed to carry on the wind, going quite a distance before fading into nothingness. As smooth as the rest of him moved, his eyes were jerky, flashing about from side to side, making sure to not miss anything. And so he saw a girl, across the grass. He didn't pay her much mind though, focusing instead on the problem of home, and how to get the fiesty little hippogriff to not hate him.