The pastures stretched dover the land, leaving the eyesight to capture an eternal field of grass. Animals roamed carefully past one another amidst the wilderness, while the cityscape in the distance held activity of numerous species and sentients. Mountain ranges past the human eye pressed up against the land, standing tall to look into the sky. Even oceans flourished about the world, enormous in size.

Alderaan was the planet. A dust ball engulfed in absolute beauty, left unrivaled amidst the Core planets of the galaxy. Notorious landmarks ran it's way across the range of the planet, popping up in abnormal coordinates. People engross in the peace and tranquility of the world took in the grace of the wind as they treaded through streets and nature.

The wind whistled a wheeze as it blew across the grasslands, throwing a few strands of the world's green hair off into a bowl of nature. Dirt bounced back and forth underneath the cascade of greenery, occasionally clustering beside tree roots. The wind carried a deep breathe, and it swept over the land from afar. Running through cities in canyons, such as Crevasse or the articulate architecture of Aldera.

Every element of living held a poetic notion, and though the commotion of people spilled over through cities, it was always kept at bay. Alderaan was serene at it's worst.

A murmur of footsteps mused across the soil in the wilderness, and it was in near isolation. The only company it could claim were the sedative thud of nerf feet beating behind it, and the infrequent calls of thranta flying away nearby. An uncommonly sung verse in the wilderness, for nerf herders rarely explored beyond their own realm. Instead they kept to their farms and remote locations for the usual breeding, and work to keep up the isolated lifestyle.

"Come on," a voice called.

The voice was as calm, tranquil and smooth as the world and it's breeze that flung over it. The man who spoke embodied his profession, and cultivated the planet's style in his serene demeanor.

Although peculiar, unique and interesting in his features, he passed for the norm on Aldeeran. A simple human in many respects, the darkened caramel complexion of his skin was quite irregular amongst the general population.

Even his ears, which seemed to reach for the sky at a point, were abnormal characteristics for a human male. A simple glance derailed any possibility of the nerf herder being in any way normal. The man was definately near-human, but near was the keyword. Although his face carried the features of an attractive man, the wildness of his locked hair, which dangled over his face, stood out more than his face.

He was simply...different.

"I want to reach Castle Land before sun down."