The trees spoke of the boy's arrival long before he got there, and had they not, his steps were loud and clumsy. Had he been viewed as a threat, he'd been taken cared of, long before he ever reached Anora. When the boy jumped, and grasped her naked body, Anora simply glanced over her shoulder, to inspect the boy. Anora was not use to humans, so she had a hard time guessing the boys age. Though it was safe to assume, it was a mere child she thought.<br/><br/>"Are you lost child?" She asked, putting a hand onto his, and removing them, off her body. "You should not be walking around, in the forest, at night."