Velvet looked out on the busy city walkway from the entrance of the bakery he now called home. The boy had a sideways smile on his face as he watched. He was so young when he moved here, it was practically all he knew at this point, but it still fascinated him.
His green eyes turned to look at the front counter of the bake shop before the rest of his body followed and he walked to the back and exited that way. Velvet was a big boy now, it was time to explore the city more. The fae child didn't even know he was walking out with a big puff of flour on his nose from that morning's baking. Velvet walked through the streets, pretending he knew where he was going, just like the rest of the grown ups seemed to know, but really Velvet had no idea where he was going, he just hoped he could find his way back home on his own if he went too far.
In part, he was hoping to find someone his own age to play with. His dad was great and all, but he had gotten used to the companionship of his sister when he was younger and now felt that void in his life.
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