Swiftcurrent Creek back to the old house

The child's silent stare was enough to make him shift slightly, almost uncomfortable. Was she trying to explode his brain with her mind, or something? Steps sounded towards the two, and again, he grew alert. A figure he had yet to meet was approaching. She voiced her name as Morwenna, and Frederick dipped his head in a polite response.

Yes, he answered. And, again, he'd state his name: I'm Frederick. She spoke to the pup, now. Leonore. Asking why she was being so forthright with her opinions. The white goliath smiled humorously, awaiting to hear this child's response.