Zexel blinked slowly as this avian feminine male spoke to her, slightly glancing at the guitar case at his feet. She didn't know what he was, she just knew he smelled like a bird. Though he didn't have that smoldering scent of fire, so he probably wasn't a phoenix. Which was good, otherwise she would fear of such a creature generating flame at any given point. Her blue eyes narrowed, her ears bumping underneath her hat in slight uncertainty. Unsure how to actually interact with other creatures, she made a soft little grunting sound.

"Zexel." She responded, her voice gruff and sounded a bit feral and wild. A soft growl to it but still pretty soft and clean for it to be clear and quiet. She could feel her black hair bristle as she sensed the dragons presence grow stronger and she mentally scrunched her nose in disgust. Keep ignoring... At least this feminine male did not seem to be a dragon. Much to girly... Yet she didn't know any race that had feminine males. Perhaps those they call sirens? Whatever those were..