She’s a Fox

Syanna. Syanna Alluráin. Even her name was pretty! And the way her voice was such a smooth purr when she spoke made a silly grin pull at his lips without him even realizing it. Sure, maybe it was because there wasn't that many girls his age in The Hallows that weren't his sisters or that he hadn't basically grown up with so maybe that was why he had never felt this way about any of them before, but he still couldn't figure out why she was just so unbelievably cute to him. Plus she was just so... confident. That was the only word he could think of, but that seemed to fit pretty well. She was so unlike any of the girls and women he knew that he couldn't help but want to get to know her.

When she asked for his name and threatened to keep calling him Speckles, he gave her a playful glare in return and replied, "I'm Ezra. Ezra Adravendi. Not Speckles." He chuckled and grinned, still obviously amused by it even though he hated the silly nickname she had picked for him. At least it was a nickname he supposed and only friends gave each other nicknames, right? "What was that mushroom used for?" he asked curiously. Surely if she got that mad at him about it then it had to be something really special and useful.

Ezra Adravendi