She was mute and completely shaken with fear. Her what used to be bright blue orbs have a dull look to them but, in her glistening eyes you could see the reflection of the bright beautiful moon. She was pure an innocent life that from the looks of it had not been spared a tragedy. She hasn't said a word and if she doesn't there's no way to help her. She likes to be alone, hates it when there are other humans present. All anyone knows about her if from the imprint of a the scar on her left shoulder... the little girls' name is Annebeth.