Farmyard Fox

Abby cringed a little more. 'Princess Abby' was only a slight improvement, and worse, it felt quite patronising. Not that she'd ever let the vulpine know. Luckily, she didn't need to correct him, as he promptly corrected himself. A bold assumption maybe, but he was correct, and Abby appreciated the weight off her back.

"Uh..." She started, well aware that the part of the conversation were she was supposed to share something about herself was arriving swiftly, but it still caught her quite off guard as she fumbled around, desperately searching for some sort of vaguely interesting answer. "I... Like plants?" She said, uncertain on what to add. "And uh, reading."