Y/n POV
It is been years since I ran away from that home, I couldn't find my way back. I sometimes missed them, I usually not though for odd reason. I was in the forest, just minding my own business. I sit down on the side of the tree as I look at the sky's as it rain. I saw the raindrops slowly clean my wound... forgot about that... I groan in pain as my stomach growls from hunger. Then, I heard a man's voice. I quickly look to see a figure from a distance, I tilt my head and climb around the tree. Getting a closer look, but he already saw me and was looking at me.
???: Do you need help? Are you hungry?
I look to see a man with umbrella, wears black unzipped vest with a green shirt inside, and wears black trouser shoes and long, dark-green pants. He has an umbrella on his right while holding a sandwich in his other hand, assuming it is for me. I climb down the tree, sniffing the air to smell the scent from the sandwich, it smells good. He put the sandwich out, I look at him and down at the sandwich, I quickly grabbed it, smelling it again. Before taking a bite, it tasted so good.... I went to take another bi-... I already finished the whole thing, I look at him. Gaining his scent, it was a strange one.
???: My apologies for not introducing myself, I'm Ozpin, the headmaster of Beacon. And do you have a family, I assume?
Me: Family? No.
He seems sad about this, but, he smiles a little, and put his hand on my shoulder.
Ozpin: Well, do you want a father figure?
Me: Father figure?
Ozpin: Well, it seems like you are alone out here, I assume you are cold and hungry almost everyday, do you?
Me: I don't get "cold", or do I ever get hungry.
I sway my tail, he looks at my tail and he takes a big breathe, it made me calm. I follow his breathing, he smiles and I tilt my head. I was looking down at him, he sighs and slowly cover me from the soft rain. It was later that he had convince me that I should go to the academy with him. He takes me to what is now called "my personal room", he said, we are at the academy and he wants me to wait for a few days to attend class. Because he wants know me, and I should get to full health before doing anything. After he talked to me, I lay down on the bed, and went to sleep.
A Year Later...
It's my birthday today, and it's strange, ever since Ozpin took me in. He had set up stuff for me, even Glynda joined in and a few people I didn't know about. Like those floaty things, balloons, I think that is what he called them. Confetti, wrapped mysterious boxes and a "cake", I love "cake". Mine has "ice cream" in it, I was enjoying it, "sitting" in my chair. I hold my fork with my two fingers, like those rich people would do. I was about to eat it, but Glynda advise for me to wait for the candles. Suddenly, my vision brightens up when the room turns dark, I saw fire suddenly appear on the candles.... I was lost, looking into those candles. They look pretty, I was aware on how these "fires" works, they burn, but look so beautiful. I wish I could touch it, but I would burn myself.
Suddenly, the shouting for me to blow out the candles made me snap out of it, I did what they said. The fire dies, the smoke is what remains... the lights came on. They proceed to cut the cake, I take my fork and take a smaller piece from my piece of the cake. I look at it, I open my mouth and take a bite, I chew a bit. The favors made me want more, but the coldness prevent me from eating the cake normally. The whipped cream on the cake made it sweet, yet creamy. I smile.... so good.
This went on, before the "party" ended. I liked it, I wish I could have it more than once, or two times. I went to my room after it ended, I took my "presents" to my room. I feel my eyes getting tired, I look outside as the moon shines through the window. I hear Ozpin opening the door, and closing it.
Ozpin: How is your birthday?
Me: Good, I still don't understand "birthdays" and the meaning behind it. I "loved" it. I don't the "love" thing.
Ozpin: Love? Well, it's a strong, and passionate feeling about someone, or something. Love, is something or someone that you'll protect at almost all cost, if not all cost.
Me: Do you think someone out there loves me? Like, not how I love the birthday>
Ozpin: Yes, everyone loves each other. Like how I love you, you are like a son to me, to show how much I love you.
Me: But, what if you hate someone or someone hates you?
Ozpin: Hate has two point of views. One is Hate is an opposite of love. Ignore, bad attitude, physical fights is a sign of hate. Another one is that hate is like love, but they don't want to show it. Instead, they want to gain attention from that person, by "hating" them.
Me: What is the bird and the bees?
Ozpin take a sip from his coffee, then spits it out the window. Before he yawns, slowly walking out of the door.
Ozpin: I am getting tired, don't you? I am going to sleep, you should too.
He went out through the door, I went on my bed, it was "nicely" made. I only took the blanket, impaled the ceiling with my tail and slowly hang from the ceiling and wrap myself with the blanket, before going to sleep.
