Ravensblood Forest look the weather in the lee

As she clarified, Kingsley's ears pricked to hear the far off sounds of a raven calling as if right on cue. He was curious as to how the forest had got its name - Ravensblood was indeed ominous - but the conversation quickly turned back to him as the girl shot him a question. Her guard had fallen from before, he noticed, if ever so slightly.

"Who, lass," he corrected with a toothy grin. "A young fella, 'bout yay big." At this he rose a paw to roughly Alizarin's height, though it occurred to him a second too late that the boy may very well have grown after his disappearance. "Kinda red all over, an' with golden eyes." There, that should about do it. Pity young Alizarin didn't have anything particularly conspicuous about his appearance.

"He ran off, the lil' bugger."