Shadewood something immutable, an immovable destiny we could never alter

the stranger seemed rather taken aback by the child across from him. deku was calmly observant of the other fellow, mostly because he had never seen a face that was not his mother or his father. it was nice to know that there were more of them out there and that they were close enough to visit the family den. perhaps it was not wise for the child to actively seek out a stranger, but he was still very young, and he had a curiosity that was difficult to reign in.
 
when the man asked him what it was that he was looking at, deku smiled softly and lowered his head a bit. while the starchaser was not entirely well-versed in his ability to understand all of what was being said, he was familiar with the question that was being asked. his mother had asked it of him on several different occasions when she had seen him outside the den, peering up at the heavens.
 
“pretty sky,” the boy answered and looked back up to the endless stretch of blue and bubbling white.