Meadowlark Prairie outta the woodwork

His single word made her smile spread across her face. But as he averted his eyes, she widened her, just realizing what she was doing. With a chagrined look on her face, her eyes softened with a touch of confusion. Was he off? Or did he not like conversation? Trying to get him to understand, she averted her eyes. Sorry 'bout that. I have bin on my own for so long, I'm acting like a wild animal. She hoped talking a little bit slower would help. 
Getting an idea, her eyes lit up, and she jumped up and took a few steps back, not wanting to start anything. She kept her stance friendly as she spoke. Are ya hungry? Food? I have food if ya want some. It's not much, but I can share. She waited for his answer, her tail wagging slightly.