Eachelle watched as the girl began to cry and looked to the man in the bushes. 'She can't help it...she is growing up, it's difficult enough to grow up as an angel with all of our strict rules, but to grow up with the world in turmoil and a hunter around every corner trying to kill us off? You must understand that too...I can sense that you are not human after all.' She placed her hand back on the young girls shoulder. 'My name is Eachelle, daughter of Helorion and Aitra. What is your name young one?' Her voice was gentle as she awaited her answer patiently.