Seven years had passed while Daniel was away... the one known as Katherine taught him many things about himself, and he spent years of his life by her side. The day she told him about there marriage, and tried to force him into it, was the day he left, full of rage at her assumptions that he would go with it. She told him as he left, how on his twenty-fifth birthday, he would marry her. That day was less then a year away, and the twenty four year old Daniel Weylyn made his way home. He wondered to himself, as he took one step past the old grocer that he would get his families home supplies from. If anyone would remember him? In his time away, he had grown exceptionally handsome, his hair style had not changed much, but he now kept it more parted in areas and well kempt, and he had the makings of a stubble growing on his chin and jawline. He had an expensive looking dark grey dress shirt on and a pair of dark blue jeans. His eyes, were not the same... though they appeared to not have changed, there was a new intensity to them, a dark look that showed he had not taken his existence as a werewolf lightly... and had hated every minute of it. Either that, or he accepted the beast in himself more than his own family had.<br/><br/>Daniel seemed to be barely the same person as he was when he had left without goodbyes to anybody, not even his family. He was sure even now, Katherine was watching him, waiting to see what he would do for his "homecoming" so to speak.