they'll push your buttons

Tyrian was ambling about the territory with no real goal in mind. It was just one of those days. He'd completed his chores, done his time at the border, eaten a meal and now there wasn't much else to do. He could work on a project of some sort but he just wasn't feeling it. It felt like a good day to be lazy. He didn't get many of those. Most of the time he wanted to be busy. He wasn't fond of sitting still. Today, apparently, was just an exception to the rule.

In the distance he spied a bright blob of color. After a beat he realized what he was looking at. It was that woman from the meeting. He hadn't really had a chance to speak to her yet and thought it was time to change that so Tyrian immediately changed course to intercept her. "Hello," he called as he trotted forward. "Beautify day, isn't it?"