Micha continued to hum. Instinct had been becoming more prevalent in her actions since her connection to the Force had gone away, the mental changes from her transformation to a new species more pronounced. Right now instinct had her humming, though if asked she wouldn't even realize she'd been doing it or what the tones even meant.
Instinct told her this form was made to be loved, adored, even worshiped, and she reveled in the attention men paid her when they interacted. She'd always known she was a beauty when she'd been human, now she was practically a goddess and she wasn't interested in pretending otherwise or covering up her beauty.
The sun felt so good. Micha stretched, arms going up in the air as far as she could go while her tailfins unfurled to their furthest extent, as if she were trying to stretch her toes back when she'd still been human.