04-02-2012, 05:26 AM
Of course the girl was alone. Even when she had been infantile and still in the care of her family, she had been found alone and nothing about her presence inspired feelings of friendliness. "You're not lost, though," Caspa whispered, eyes narrowing: it was a statement not a question. She hesitated, unsure how to proceed without repelling the girl. "It is a dangerous path you choose," she said at last. Elvira was too young to walk alone: the life of a loner was unsafe for anyone, let alone such a fragile youngster. "Will you not come home with me? You do not need to forsake your old life entirely, and the Court will always have a place for lost children." Caspa was anything but motherly, but every protective instinct she had screamed out that Elvira was in danger. Of what kind, she hardly dared imagine. There was toxicity in those falcon eyes.