@xyilingpatriarch ♡’d for a starter
Though she might not have the best sense of changing times, she does instinctively understand the change in season— perhaps it is best to just say that it is a feeling in her bones to know that spring was around the corner. The other animals seem to feel the same, perched on a bench as she scatters out some spare feed for the birds to enjoy while she chatters away with the animals. It’s easier that way, sometimes, to just chat with nature ( even if they don’t understand human life either, there’s a certain comfort that comes with it ).
“Huh?” Child’s head snaps up when she realizes she’s being spoken to; birdseed falls from her hands with a start, blinking wordlessly at the man. The way he is dressed has her interest piqued a little bit, but he doesn’t seem like a bad person or anything ( not that she’s really good at judging things like that ), and is more than happy to greet stranger with a bright smile. The birds don’t seem to mind his presence too much, despite scattering a little bit; so that’s more than good enough of judgement for her: child doesn’t really think about the fact that it might be that they desire food more than they care about stranger. “Sorry. Did’ya need something?”
