[ He was. . .he. . . didn't know where he was. It looked like a town of some sort. . . but no where he'd been with his mother. . .and he was scared. The sights, smells and sounds were so. . .unfamiliar. . . He's managed to back himself away into a little alleyway, sniffing a little. This was not home. He didn't know where he was, or how to get home
(
Read more... )
Stai bene? [He frowns a little in concern. Well, obviously not, but...] ...Voglio dire, oltre ad essere perduta...
[He's going to take a short moment to look you over from where he stands, making sure you're not hurt. This place isn't always safe, after all.]
Reply
[He going to be frowning a little, taking a few hesitant steps closer. You looked a lot like him. . . and this made him curious.]
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment