Frozen by the fear of watching his father being fed upon by a creature not known to this young boy on the hunt, he and his father were on.
A bit longer than Sannoth took before removing her mouth filled with blood from the human north man. Swallowing it all leaving just a bit at the end sides of her mouth.
She then rudely threw the man's body toward the side of a tree, now placing eyes on the boy who first tried to move, being the main attraction, only to fall soon after as the legs seemed ready to give up.
Slowly, Sannoth walks forward to him while the boy is staring wide-eyed at everything about her form. Blacken horns are grown by the side of the head and carved backward with pointed tips.
Pure snow-white long hair straightens out down the back, and skin color is completely gray.
The inhuman eyes were golden, the same as gold coins, staring right back into his very soul.