Everywhere Rayne went the wind had a bad habit of following. Most the time it was mellow with his mood today it seemed to whip and stir every little bit. Rayne was bored. He found himself walking down the sidewalk of the small park without even noticing it he was moments later walking on the pond. So lost in thought he had forgot the curve. Though the wind beneath his feet allowed him to act like there still was a road. With a smile he looked up to see two girls on a small bench across from the pond. A smirk came to his face and he started to what appeared to be Ice skating, on the pond, which was still not frozen.