Ravensblood Forest brief encounters

At first he only gazed upon her, expectant. It became clear very quickly that the stranger did not speak his own language - again, a rude awakening to the world. Had his people dwindled and died out everywhere? The thought caused his ears to temporarily slick back; however, Tiarnan did not stay solemn for long. The pale girl began to mime for him, at first patting the ground and shaking her head, then moving on to a flurry of motions with a few dirt-drawings. The quick span of time (and his level of distraction) proved him to be a poor listener. Tiarnan remained stupefied by the girl, more so now than before, and yet.. He was content with this.

"Teer-non." He tried to enunciate the sounds of his name, figuring it would help things if he tried an introduction - but he remained stock still, making the sounds somewhat useless. The boy clued in to that a moment later, realizing that the language barrier was indeed a real thing. Swallowing some nerves, he tried to ignore the creeping darkness and the weariness that began to set in with it - motioning with a bow of his head as he spoke again, "Teer-non." But what good would that do? With a worried glow to his dark eyes, the boy held a dim hope that she would understand - and lifted his head. The next thing he did was approach her, and he did this slowly, without the usual confidence or boastful flourish in his movement; "Tiarnan," he repeated, this time a bit quieter, and motioned to himself - then he carefully poked his nose against her shoulder, with a lilting question. "Ainm?"