Firestone Hot Springs there once was a bittersweet man and they called him Lemon Boy

The steam that surrounds him parts and out steps a mysterious girl who asked mysterious questions. He didn't answer at first, her bird had grabbed all his attention. His eyes sparkled and a little smile spreads across his maw. This was the first time he'd ever seen anyone else with a bird like his.

Ok, we could be friends, then he adds a little more softly, as long as you don't kill me or something. Zephyr was always telling him not to die when he was away. Phillip had taken the joke a bit too seriously.

I like your bird. He took a couple steps forward, fanning his tail from side to side. Phillip looked at the pale creature and giggled merrily. Do they have a name? Mines does, it's Twig. He turns his body to put his companion on full display. She had calmed down a bit. Now she was just staring at the duo before them.