Malin remembered that this little squirrel was called Milani; its owner had named it this. As a spirit, it could understand human speech, which was very important because, in general, spirits that couldn't understand humans were already dead.
Malin took out a small twig with a tiny acorn on it; for an omnivorous spirit like Milani, the fruit induced by spiritual energy was irresistible.
Milani was starving too and started gnawing at the acorn right away. After finishing it off, she then contentedly perched on Malin's shoulder.
It seemed that the previous winter had not been kind to the little creature in the wild.
"Come to think of it, I've never seen such an obedient animal spirit. My family's big dog only listens to my father and doesn't care for anyone else's words", Faye said, looking at the squirrel on Malin's shoulder. She cautiously approached and stretched out her hand, trying to touch the squirrel.
