You are my candy girl

When the boy moved closer, Minx snuggled in. Her dress was really not suited to the weather, but it was the warmest she had from home, and she hadn't been able to steal anything warmer. Most people did not hang out their laundry to dry in the middle of the winter after all. She took out a piece of candy and licked on it while she considered answering Zefran. She ususually made people guess her name, if she even told them at all, but he had been very nice so far, and humans generally liked names. "Why are you being so good to Minx?" she half-purred, answering him in the only way she could.

Minx snugged herself closer in the boy's lap. She was usually more wary around strangers, after all she hadn't been on the island long, but it was getting colder out and Zefran was giving her all the food. She tried to cover her legs more with the skirt while still keeping the squirrel in its makeshift pouch. "Do you have more bags with your food?" she asked while pointing to the squirrel and piece of candy still in her skirt. She shivered a little and attempted to wrap her tail around herself. "Humans do not have any fur, do they? Aren't you cold?"

"Oh no no no." Minx saw that the boy had misunderstood her question. While she appreciated his offer of yet more food, she was starting to feel kind of full. What she really wanted now was a bag, so she could hide the rest in her little cave and eat it later. Mostly so she could stop using her skirt as one though. She tilted her head at him, again pointing at the squirrel and food she already had. "Do you have an empty bag?"

Up till now Minx had mostly been enjoying not having to scrounge around for more squirrels in this weather and the simple fact of Zefran's body heat, without paying much attention to what he looked liked. But at the suggestion in his voice, she paused and took some time to consider him. The fae wasn't averse to having fun times with humans, so much as they never seemed to want to do anything fun with her. The few humans that managed to stumble into her fae world were usually scooped up by fae with more seniority. There was that one time with the blind human girl in the hayloft though. Other women were so plushy. And other fae were usually human enough she supposed.

Either way, this boy looked to be nearly her age. And he was attractive enough. Plus he'd pretty much already won her over with all the food, and she was cold, and he was warm. Minx grinned and brushed his cheek with the tip of her tail, "What did you have in mind, pretty human? You don't want to keep warm out here in the snow, do you?"

"Oh yes, humans don't have houses," she murmured. She considered Zef some more with a lowered eyelashes and a look on her face like she was deciding whether to eat him for dinner or dessert. She kissed his ear for a sec, contemplating whether or not she should go with him. Right now anything sounded better than staying out in the cold. But she was not an easy critter to catch. Although the fact that she was currently snuggled up really close in his lap probably said otherwise.

"No.." she started to say something then paused and quirked her lips. She might have to let him know about the lying thing at some point, just for simplicity's sake. First she kind of wanted to see how fun this human boy really was though. She leaned over to nibble on his other ear, and half whispered-half purred, "Can you show me what you taste like first?" Then she rubbed her nose against his, trying for a kiss.

Ah, yes, blushing. She had seen that in humans, and it made them quite adorable. He hadn't exactly answered her question, or perhaps he had, as he did give her a taste. He reminded her a bit of the taste of his candy. Which, considering he had probably bought the candy for himself, wasn't much of a stretch.

The fae girl kissed him back a little more boldly this time, wrapping her tail around him possessively. She could be quite the armful, but although she was slightly taller than the boy while in human form, she was still very light. Minx was starting to enjoy herself so much, that she almost forgot about the weather, until her leg went into the snow. She squeaked and sort of jolted back a bit before collecting herself. Then she was invading Zefran's personal space again. Nibbling his ear, she half murmured half purred, "You said something about a warm bed? House, I mean?"