Ankyra Sound out of the will came life

Adjusting the seaweed in her mouth so it would not slip and fall onto the sandy ground, she offered the boy a curious sideways glance as to try and figure him out. Cat got thy tongue? In a quick motion, her head tilted, wide dual violet eyes peering at him almost blankly. She couldn't fathom why someone so young wouldn't take her up on her generous offer.

Do not be afeard little wolf; potions and spells, luck and hexes, love and poison, allow me help the youth with the freebie I be offering thou. The energy she could feel from him was what kept the witch here. Negative and guarded, Evanora couldn't help but be drawn to the boy. The witch wasn't in love with children, frankly she found them annoying and most of them useless alive - but would this boy be that exception to the useless rule? Or would he better mushed up into a paste and added to a youth potion for some bitch to come to ask of her?