Bearclaw Valley the gold-bug

the girl takes a few steps back, and jaylen's brow wrinkled sadly. but when she returned with something pale between her jaws, deposited before him, he smiled again, glad she was not too afraid to approach him. 

beady black eyes fell down to the bone. 

his gaze moved back towards the sitting child. it was an odd word to develop early, he thought, but he had not yet witnessed the evil of this land, and simply applauded her speedy language development. very good, wolf cub! it is dead, you are right. he cooed, black lips curling into a little congratulatory smile.