A frown shadows her face causing her eyebrows to knot together as the lion withdraws its head away from the door frame. A sigh escapes her assuming that the creature was in no mood to talk. It would explain why he was so far from the main crowd of fairies. Perhaps he just wanted some quiet and Amelies humming had disturbed him. Now feeling guilty of the thought she debates whether or not it would annoy him more if she went and apologised before she quietly walked away.

As she debates this the lion reappears all too happy by this immediately her brow un knots itself a grin now taking over her round face, causing the mole that sits above the right side of her lip to rise with it. She loves his voice with it strong and rough quality. It feels comforting to her makeing her want to just curl up in his mane and play with the hairs, but that would not be the right thing for her to do considering she doesn’t even know him.

“Hi, I’m not looking for anything just wondering around really.” Amelie tilts her own head matching the lions angle of his. “I haven’t been round here that long you see” righting her head back to it normal position she decides to sit down crossing her legs and weighing her dress down with her hands so as no to reveal anything. “I’m Amelie by the way. Oh and im sorry if I woke you or anything”

Amelie*