The yearling felt the weight of his gaze upon her skin, she had an urge to shift uncomfortably but resisted it, thinking that the boy might be offended if she did. His eyes were like no other, they held a mysterious glint in the side, and because of their dark hue it was impossible to really tell apart the pupil from the iris. It looked as if his orbs had been glazed with a thin mantle of the night's sky. Yes, that was the best way she could describe it.
He had the eyes of the night.
And a hollow voice that didn't seem to match with his appereance. She offered a smile once his name was given, Yuda, it wasn't common but it had a nice ring to it. "My name is Amelie", she barked back, with the same bubbly tone that she had used the first time.
She wanted to ask questions --because that was always how she was -- but didn't because when he spoke she could feel a little uneasiness in his voice. As she laid eyes upon the Night (his new nickname), she wondered silently if he had a pack, or if he wanted one.. Even if she knew Perry wasn't bound to take in juveniles into the Plateu, she figured she seek Blue if the boy really wanted to enter.
