- out-in-the-warren got caught in the cold
Wyatt sat on a park bench that sat off a not very used trail, and kicked at the ground beneath his feet gently, and looked off into space. A far away look was in the sixteen-year-old’s icy colored irises, but that look soon faded when he saw something— or rather someone move out of the corner of his eye. Turning, his eyes fell onto something he didn’t expect to. ”Uh… Hi?” He greeted more as a question.