The plains of Sacae were beautiful in the morning. The sunrise made the grass glow like it was set a flame, and the animals that grazed its landscape were awake and enjoying the peace. One tribeswoman awoke with the sun, yawning and rubbing her eyes. She can't count how long she lived alone, and she was starting to grow sick of the humdrum lifestyle. While she enjoyed the plains, life without people was starting to grow, well, lonely. You could call it a midlife crisis, if she wasn't a beautiful young woman of 17.

Lyn sighed, "Time to start the day..."

She did what she did every morning- hunted, bathed, then sat around. Some days she would venture into town to trade with the towns people, but she didn't need anything today. Today was the kind of day where she did nothing. It was a simple and easy life, but it was missing something. Perhaps if she still had a clan, or maybe someone to share the beauty of the plains with. But the plains were a truly beautiful place, and she took pride in that. Deciding to take a walk, she took her sword and walked barefoot on the grass. She didn't get to far away from her house before she saw a body on the ground. She drew her sword and moved towards it,

"Hey!"

When the body didn't move or say anything, she ran next to it. The body was a man's, young and healthy. He was unconscious,but seemed to be just fine. Lyn stopped beside him and looked around. There was something about this man that seemed... Off. Lyn couldn't shake this feeling that this man, who ever he was, was very important. Deciding to help this man, she dragged him back to her ger and laid him on her bed. Now that he was in her home, she got a closer look at him. He couldn't be older than 20, and he bad short, gray hair. He was fairly tall, but not too much, around 6 feet tall. He bad a fairly muscular build. Deciding that there were better things to do than stare at an unconscious man, she started on making dinner. By the time she was finished, the young man stirred on the bed, starting to awaken. He looked around,

His voice was calm, but with a snarky edge to it, "Where am I?"

Lyn giggled, "You're in Sacae."

He jumped at the voice, "Who are you?"

She started getting out plates, "My name is Lyndis, of the Lorca tribe."

The man rubbed his temples, "Sacae... Lyn..."

He looked around, taking in the sight of her small ger. He sighed, "Lyn... do you know who I am? How I got here? What happened?"

Lyn sighed, "How many questions are you asking?"

He smirked "I'm sorry, I didn't know there was a limit."

She laughed. "So this man has a sense of humor," She thought. Rolling her eyes, she answered him, "I don't know who you are, how you got here, and I found you collapsed on the plains. Don't you know that there are better places to take a nap than on the ground?"

The man rubbed his temples again, moaning in pain. Lyn looked over, "What's wrong?"

He gulped, "Sorry... I just... Feel like I've heard those words before..."

Lyn cocked an eyebrow, "So you have a habit of sleeping on the floor?"

The sighed, "Maybe. I can't remember anything..."

Lyn gasped, "Anything?"

He shook his head, "All I can recall is a name. Maybe it's mine..."

She sat down next to him, "Well? What is it?"

He turned to meet her eyes. He found himself blushing at her. She was a truly beautiful woman, with glowing green eyes. He regained composure and sighed, "The only name I can remember is..."

"Robin."

A/N For those of you wondering, yes that is the Awakening Robin. How? The short answer is- Old Hubba. The long answer... Will be explained next chapter.