Phoenix Maplewood LV

Esma had had very little interaction with strangers. Nearly all of the time it involved her spying her mom or any other Riverclan adult dealing with them. On few occasions they became part of tue group. In others - much to Esma's relief - they left and never returned. 

Therefore she was not prepared to meet and greet the giant stranger and she would have very much preferred, if he had ignored her and left. Now, however, he had initiated and she felt the pressure to repsond. Because that's, what kids do, when they are addressed by adults, right? They have to be polite and well-mannered. In the back of her mind the "stranger-danger" bell rang dimly, but she had always imagined that all of the dangerous people in the world were obvious.

The man was large, but her fear of him made him appear even bigger than in reality. Esma gulped, sighed and attempted to straighten herself from the crouch, though her joints felt stiff and almost paralyzed. "Whh...ho a..a.are you?" she stammered.