Lost Creek Hollow girl you party all the time

how... philosophical-- corinna wasn't really one for that. she offered a polite smile at his comment, another step forward as a bit of curiosity took hold of her mind. "i don't own these woods," she responded, she didn't ask him to leave, or even insinuate that she wanted to. in fact, it didn't seem that anyone owned these woods... she waited with a retort on her tongue for him to try to scare her off. 

but he didn't. she didn't make anything of his comment, trying not to make assumptions, though the association with the question didn't slip her mind. she remained neutral. "yep," she responded with much casualty and a wave of her ringed tail. she didn't return the question. 

"i'm corinna," she added in brave introduction, a soft smile gracing her pale lips-- along with a gentle dip of her head. how polite of her.