Meet and Greet

Little Levi squinted up at the stranger, not at all sure what to make of her. Tipping his head to the side, he regarded her for a moment longer and wondered if he could get away with trying to bite her before someone else, inevitably, showed up. Probably the Warlord, maybe Dad. Would they be mad? Oh most certainly, but he still wanted to do it anyway. Because. Sadly, his train of thought was snipped shut as his Grandfather made his way onto the scene, all dire height and size, shooting Levi a look he returned in kind with a side glance of his own.

Now he was being shooed off? What for? And why wouldn't he call for them himself? No doubt too busy talking adult stuff, like little Levi was too small and stupid to understand what was going on.

"Fine." He tsked, vanishing back into the shadows of the long grass.