"Where are we going?" a small child's voice rang from the silence of the forest. The faerie didn't look back – just knowing he was still with her was enough. He was several paces behind her, maintaining a slight jog just to keep up with her.
"Hey! Seriously where are we going? And who are you?" the voice was more agitated even though there was a clear confusion ringing throughout his tone as well.
The boy had almost lost the faerie's tracks when something suddenly crept up on him. He blinked twice, disoriented by what lay ahead of him because he had no recollection of seeing it in the path before. Gaining his orientation back, he was now able to concentrate on what it was that seemed to jump out of nowhere.
What lay before him was truly a sight. A younger adult stood towering over him. She wore slightly ripped clothes of a darker green color, and appeared as if she were a vagabond. Her hair was straggly and was as if it had been eons since it was last washed. He had never seen such a sight in his 10 years of living, which was especially odd because he had seen a lot in those 10 years – perhaps more than most people see in a lifetime.
"Who…who are you?"
The girl smiled. This unnerved the boy from the way the smile grew on her face, as if a lurking predator had just caught glimpse of his prey. "I, dear boy, am the person who's going to save your life." With that the faerie grabbed the boys' arm pulling him deeper into the forest, soon diverging from any form of meager trail there was before.