The Last and Loveliest

Duvká watched with amusement as the woman froze for a second before turning to face him, an embarrassed smile on her face. She spoke and he smiled. "Alas, I'm afraid I did see but it is nothing to be embarassed about! It happens to all of us. Why I live in the tundra and once was so focused on the prey ahead of me I did not see a patch of ice til I had slipped and slide right past my target." Ahhh… to be young again. He'd had such adventures and he could hardly believe he was 3 years old already. Where was the time going?

"My name is Duvká Jarvela. Who might you be? Are you from around here?"

"Speech"