Hello, hello again.

Yes Alamea would wait and wait she did. Summoning the image of him in her mind, the light grey male of her age, it was strange to her the feature she remembered the most about him was his eyes. Had Alamea been more worldly she would have understood. Naivete was still very much a part of her. He was getting closer, she could smell it first then the slight crunching of paws on grass. The snowy youth would keep her eyes close waiting, she was waiting for him to approach her. Words reached her tiny ears. A laugh would roll off her tongue and lids lifting to reveal rose orbs. "That makes two of us." A yawn would force jaws apart.

He had grown some, she saw. Alamea wondered if she had any, she was still small and didn't feel as though any growth had happened. Blood rose suddenly to her face and she quickly adverted her gaze. For what reason she did not know but it felt the right thing to do. "At least this time I'm not lost, well I mean I am but not in the same way. " She chuckled a bit.