The first time he gazed into her eyes, he wondered why she looked so serious. Her dark eyes were filled with emotion, as if she could detect the thoughts of everyone around her. There was an indescribable expression on her face, one that spoke of mystery and beauty. Her fur was soft and held the color of dark oak. Her ears were tufted like a lynx's; perhaps they were just one more sign of how knowledgeable she seemed. Even her eyes looked years past their age. Will I ever figure her out? he wondered. Will I ever truly know this epitome of seriousness?
