Phoenix Maplewood What's the time, Mr Wolf

"Why would I help you? You're not helping me," Wildfire retorted childishly. "Do you live here?" she added, knowing full well that no one claimed this forest. Someone had made that mistake once and Sleeping Dragon had personally seen to that. "No, you don't," she answered herself, planting her feet just to be obstinate. "So who're you to tell me to leave?"

Of course, the stranger could try to make her leave. But Wildfire really didn't think that far ahead. She was too stressed and sleep-deprived for rational thought at the moment.