The man turned to her, and his eyes were so warm, his demeanor so welcoming, Naexi began unconsciously wagging her tail. Without hesitation or consideration towards the protocol of speaking to strangers, she picked up the chicken and approached him.

Uff coursh! she said around the chicken’s neck, only to remember it was rude to talk with her mouth full and drop the bird once more, Oh, like… Share the chicken, or hang out?

She giggled nervously, suddenly feeling very shy and awkward for some inexplicable reason. Something about this man made it hard for her to act like herself…

My name is Naexi, by the way, she said, giving him a smile that reached her eyes, Who might you be? Oh… I’m not intruding in someone’s territory, am I?

Honestly, that would be just her luck… Maybe this radiant man was the honey pot, and he lured her right in. For what? Who knows. She was getting into a ridiculous and unrealistic train of thought.