The Joys Spring Can Bring

Huata would smile to the fae and show kindness as her topaz pools looked to the female's eyes as she bowed her head respectively. "My name is Huata Hinto, but you can call me loner or the name I gave you," she spoke in her calm yet kind tone. The smell of the blood coming from the pheasant made her hungry, stomach growling in protest as she didn't wish to be rude and smiled to the fae again.

"Misha," she would say to herself as she nodded. "That is a very unique name," she would say as she watched the clouds that formed above her.