[littl3chocobo]

he was not sure of a name just yet and so said nothing. it was not that he had not thought of one, he had many he liked and most were quite nice in his own feelings but none seemed right for what his human would fall for and without any certainty he had nothing. carefully however, in a manner he had practiced he rolled his shoulder and slid several of his finger through his locks and stared in his most alluring fashion at the human