Shadewood two hearts, too hard

One thing Boone specifically noticed was that this boy refers to Iseul by her name, not as mama or nothing. Was she not his mom? Maybe she wasn't. Either way, he doesn't ask for clarification.
He keeps his pace to a slow trot, every so often glancing to his side to ensure the little guy is still following. Poor thing couldn't be more than a few months old.
How the hell could anyone abandon a poor kid like this?
Were you born in the Isle? he finally inquires, an ashen ear swiveling to bat away a gnat that happened to hover close to his face. He keeps his nose to the air, attentive, in case something a little more filling than fish happened to cross their path. I'm gonna guess you ain't from moon-somethin', at least. a chuckle follows. Maybe they could go there, if their luck ran dry — and if this kid could learn to trust him.