Thankful Pinkette

Owl's face flushed as she brushed back a pink lock of hair and smiled shyly. "T-thank you," She answered. "You're very kind. I will try to help out if I can...unless you'd rather I just stay out of the way." Honestly, she never knew what people wanted out of her. Most gave her disdainful looks and sent her away, but this man had been kind enough to help her and offer her a place to stay.

She merely wanted to repay him for such kindness. It didn't hurt that he was kind of a handsome guy to her - not that she would ever admit that. She knew she was old enough to be with whoever she wanted, but she was terrible at body language and clues, so she really did not want to seem...forward.