Emberflame Ridge Generation Z

He weaved through the trees, the woods, and familiarized himself with the surroundings. What else was beyond the borders and maybe eventually pick out a path away and further from the fairy pack to go off on his own adventure. He was damn well big enough now to do so without a guardian, no need to fear that witch that took him away from home anymore - he could probably rip her face off and eat it himself now if he did see her! 

Well, he also had to recognize her too. What he remembered was a gross old hag with crooked teeth and jagged paws that shouldn't walk and yet she did. How strong and big she must have been to walk and carry him despite how sickly she seemed! Maybe a wart here and there too - yeah, that's right. Dull white pelt, some old-lady-like-thing. His memory was flawless after all! 

Speaking of flawless memory.. something along the wind caught his attention... something vaguely familiar. A sense of home came to mind as he mindlessly wandered closer to the scent... eventually, the sight of someone looking just like him came into view and !!!

He darted forward, full run, head first to try and knock over the girl with full force - no holding back. Where the fuck were you?! he says as if he wasn't the one who vanished, well, was kidnapped, and waiting for her to come find him.