It was spring in Chincoteague, and for local resident, Melody Brooks, this was a perfect time of year. It wasn't too hot, nor was it too cold. However, she didn't particularly care for the allergies from the plants blooming, or for the bees and wasps that found her scent to be alluring. Before she could do her daily activities, she had to start her day with the morning nature walk, and the shower the followed. She always felt refreshed after having her walk and shower.<br/><br/>After having breakfast, she decided to get dressed and go into the woods for some peace and quiet. She had put on a white, short sleeved sundress, with a modest neckline, and went to above her knees. She also had light brown cowboy boots that matched it. As she walked into the woods, she saw a few wild foxes hunting about. She avoided them as not to disrupt their practice. Moving on, she came upon the clearing that she always approached when she went to draw. She sat down under an aged, pine tree and began drawing the deer that frolicked about.<br/><br/>It was times like these that made her enjoy the woods. There was peace, tranquility, and an abundance of grace as well. The natural shade that was provided by the trees made it a lot cooler in temperature. However, that was how Melody preferred it. Even when the temperatures would climb, she knew the forest would remain cool, and she wouldn't have to worry about her pale skin getting burned by the unforgiving sun.<br/><br/>Suddenly, she heard some footsteps in the area. She put her sketch pad down and looked around. It was then that her Jade eyes caught sight of the man nearby. He didn't appear to be around here, and seemed lost. Upon closer inspection, he definitely wasn't from around here with that kind of apparel. It was too hot to be wearing such clothing. However, he did have quite a handsome face, but she paid no attention otherwise. She wasn't singing, so he couldn't have been lured in, thankfully. With a earnest smile, she looked back at the man.<br/><br/>"Of course," she replied, her thick British accent coming through, "Just tell me the names of these places and I can definitely guide you in the right direction." while it was unusual to find lost tourists, it wasn't unusual for men to approach her. She always tried her best to keep her distance from men unless absolutely necessary. This was one of those cases where it was deemed necessary. Besides, she couldn't turn away a man who was lost. It wasn't in her nature. So, she stood up and held out her hand to the man.  "My name is Melody Brooks. May I know the name of the man I have the pleasure of speaking with?"