Ren paced back and forth at the base of the massive tree, her bare feet padding softly against the dirt.
'Why am I even doing this?' she thought, rubbing her temples. 'Why am I trying to force him to be my friend? The man is a loner bird. He obviously likes his personal space. And he clearly doesn't want to be my friend.'
She continued her frantic pacing, her mind spinning.
'Plus, he's a wanted fugitive! The literal poster boy for Beast World's Most Wanted. I should be staying as far away from him as humanly possible, not putting up neon signs trying to draw his attention. Don't I already have enough going on? My plate isn't just full, it's overflowing!'
She stopped pacing and looked up at the darkening canopy. The sun had completely set now, leaving the forest bathed in the eerie, silver glow of twilight.
Suddenly, a new, much worse thought struck her.
