Meadowlark Prairie toccato and fugue in d minor

her yellow eyes scanned the distances, his gaze following hers a few moment longer before he broke it off. she moved closer to him, asking him more questions. he did not respond to the first before she voiced the second, and when he did, his expression seemed to say "well, obviously", as he issued yet another nod.

he had yet no idea how off putting is silent ways could be to some; or misleading. if he had, he doubted that  he would have cared in the least. he peered past the female, wondering if he should simply pick up and continue in his chosen direction. she was interesting, yet he was hungry and sought to go home. he turned his gaze back on her, brow raised in silent curiosity. perhaps she would walk in his direction with him