Arrow Lake my fairy companion

Jace was traipsing across the mountainous range, his blue eyes alight on different things, when he heard scurrying feet. Leaping from one boulder to the next he sat poised above whoever was running in case he had to jump down, but it was merely the imp, for whose fault it was that he bore scars around his body yet again, from foxes.

He heard her words and his ears twirked forward and he spoke quietly Well i'd say you are a little imp, but I don't know if that speaks for who you are, but rather what you are. He gave her a small smile as he sat looking down at her, already adding to his size compared to hers.