Swiftcurrent Creek This is it from now on

The crimson cloaked woman stretched herself upon the ground – the intricate detail of being on his level far past his consideration of how it made him feel more secure in his current position. “Kav,” he replied back without missing a beat. It was his nickname, and something far easier to pronounce than Akavir for the youthful shadow.
 
Particularly pleased that he had gained the doting attention of an adult, the boy considered his options, his eyes gleaming as he studied her. “Play game?”