The Heartwood Only miss the sun when it starts to snow

Perhaps it was true that the words did not need to be genderified, but the youth had never before seen one used for a different gender - her curious expression told him all he needed to know, and he noted that she was probably refering to his stumbled words.

She offered him a place to join her, 'hunting for treasure'. He wasn't quite sure what exactly she meant but he nodded anyway, ginger ears perking forward atop his head as the smile graced his face. Indeed he was a hunter and an explorer, and it seemed a small adventure was awaiting him. "Sure, I'd be honoured to join you on your quest." After all, it would be fun to get to know somebody else - and he would not lie to himself, she was very much beautiful. Her eyes, too, were intruiging. Not disimilar from his own, except with a more gem-like brightness. "My name is Kieran, what about you?"