Snippet #2073206

Derrin's hunger became sated as he ate the berries. There were plenty left over when he was finished. He absentmindedly picked a twig out of his thick orange hair. Why wasn't there any other signs of life? It seemed awfully quiet in the forest. A breeze picked up and the leaves in various bushes and trees rustled. At least the wind was around.

"Who am I?" am feminine voice asked.

Derrin's head whipped around to the sound of the voice. A girl, wrapped in the same material he was in, was standing in the grass. She had eyes as blue and deep as the ocean and a head of purple hair. Something itched in the back of his mind, reacting to the purple hair, but it was eventually smothered. He shifted his feet, a little nervous about encountering a person for the first time he could remember.

"Hello!" he said, making his voice cheerful. He was happy to no longer be alone, after all. "I just asked myself the same question. So I decided to call myself Derrin Palas. Want a berry?" he asked, picking some of the sweet, firm berries and holding out a fistful to the girl.