His eyes held the night in them, the voids of his skull held the darkness of the night sky and though at first it seemed to resemble a starless one, she noticed a little glimer on the corner. A single star in the middle of the abyss. Was that what he was as well? A lost child in the world?
Though he seemed older than what she had been when she became a lone wolf, he had still some growing to do. In a wild guess, Amelie would've said he was around his 7th or 8th month.
She waited a long minute before speaking again, apparently the boy was really shy or perhaps he just wasn't a bit interested in speaking to her. With a slow step closer to the river's side, she pricked her ears and narrowed her yellow eyes."Are you..lost?", she asked while titling her head slightly to one side.. if he was lost she'd be more than glad to keep him company until he found his way..
