The Heartwood Only miss the sun when it starts to snow

Wraen had not expected that her playful response would be cause such a confusion and nervousness in the other party. She regarded him with a curious expression, while the young man sought for the right words, not minding in the least, that she had been deemed "handsome", because it was just the same thing as "beautiful" and "pretty", and genederifying these syonyms were a needless complication. She felt, however a little smug, seeing him struggle and made her wonder, whether she really had been the cause for such a reaction or it had been a mere coincidence.

"A hunter and an explorer - I knew luck was coming my way today. All signs pointed out to it," she replied. "In that case I offer you to join my marauder party - I am hunting for treasure in these woods and a spare pair of ears, eyes and nose are always useful. What do you say... your name is?" she was quick to offer him to join her and only then did she realize that she had not asked for his name and had not given hers either.