Kintla Flatlands chandelier

The teen stood there, blinking at the source of the voice blankly. She had never heard that Wheeling Gulf..whatever..so to her this male was an alien, what he talked about seemed to her like a complete different language.

Beric, did sound nice though..so Amelie took his offer and crawled out the tall grass slowly, her bright yellow eyes meeting his. She was first intimidated by his size, he was quite larger than Blue Willow herself. She narrowed her little eyes as she examined his rippling muscles underneath his coat. He had the force but he was not hostile towards the girl, which made her feel a little more at ease in front of him.

With her tail wagging she took a tiny step forward, deciding not to show her trust completely, "Hello Beric" she replied with a smile, "I am Amelie, from the Blacktail Deer Plateu..."