Nanako
Rocketing through the air, Nanako had a fair bit of time to think over what she might do next. As it was, however, she wound up wasting most of it looking at passing curiosities as she sailed through the air. Then it was time to land again, the squirrel girl crashing down and rolling once before popping back up, kicking up a cloud of dust as the concrete cracked like glass under the force of her landing. Squinting and wrinkling her nose as she waved the dust off, Nanako sent it off with a more forceful wave, clearing the cloud away to find herself looking at a man on a horse. A rather tall man at that, and looking like something out of those old westerns one of her friends had been so fond of, aside from the spooky eyes. And then there was the horse, with its smoldering eyes and scaly mane.
I want to pet that horse.
With that in mind, the squirrel girl smiled, gave the man a small wave, and sauntered on over with the usual eager bounce in her step.
"Heya, that's a cool horse," she said, "Mind if I pet him?"