Kintla Flatlands chandelier

The girl then tilted his head when he mentioned he was looking for his brothers. She had brothers of her own too, but she would never take the effort to go pack to pack asking for their whereabouts. As cruel as it may sound. Amelie hoped to never find them again. Forgetting about her nasty siblings, she turnned her gaze back to the male, and shook her head slowly, "No I'm sorry, I could keep an eye out if you'd like" she offered with a shrug.

As embarrasing as it was to gush over her feeling to a complete stranger Amelie forced herself not to flinch, she struggled to keep her paws from shuffling and betraying her discomfort, all she could hope for was that the male didn't make fun of her nervousness.

She was torn between the decision of trusting the guy or not. He had proved to be nice so far, and chances were he'd probably forget in the morning so what was the harm in letting her feeling out? The troubled teen took a deep breath before meeting her eyes to his again.

"Well.." she began shyly, "There was this guy.. and well he is like the typical trouble maker that walks around like he owns the place and just doesn't care." she explained, the image of Rayder popping into her head, "And my foster mom doesn't like him at all, so it's just pretty confusing y'know?" she blurted out, hoping her new friend understood her dilema