She had not expected him to say anything else. He was no counselor anyways, it showed it his eyes. Another heavy sigh escaped from her lips as she allowed her rant to linger around her head, where it quickly turned into a grey storm cloud that threatened to spill icy water on her head.
The dim light of the birthing sun reached the corner of her eyes and she, just like the young boy, turned away awkwardly. That had been a hell of an introduction she doubted either of then would ever forget. He began to excuse himself from the scene and the young teen simply shrugged her shoulders while looking away.
He had been of no help at all, but then again she hadn't come to him expecting answers. She gave an annoyed huff when he questioned her ability to go back home safely,she was sad not mental, and she'd be able to survive.. or at least she hoped so.
When it was finally time to part ways Amelie lifted her head just enough to look at his face, "Later" she barked with a sad tone rippling on her voice then, with no more ado she turned her tail and began to trot away.
Slowly the black silhouette of the teen dissapeared into the cold morning light.
