Wapun Meadow Sunshine, Daisies, Butter Mellow...

This lupine of flames told him to not apologize for the interruption. In truth, it was a lie. He wasn't even aware she had existed. 
Cry still had an impending feeling that looking at her would set him on fire. 

The fae gave the implication as to how her coat had been any manner of stressful to him, and he wanted to laugh. 
She had no idea.

"Don't...change your coat. It is a sign of how unique you are. "

The shadow prince stayed rooted, allowing her closer proximity to him, her examination of his information was granted. 
Glacial irises flickered underneath to the ebony lids, finding her eyes were a molten golden. 

Before he even knew what happened, he tensed. 
What was wrong with him? 
What was so dangerous about this girl, that every instinct he ever had, was shouting at him to flee?

"Who are you, if i may ask?"


His voice barely murmured the question, before it close up.