Sleepy Fox Hollow saturday

Fiona smiled at the question, though she was less than eager to give away that she had a friendly raccoon waiting for her in an undisclosed location. I need to check on something, she said, deciding a vague reply was better than none. Fiona glided down away from the ridge, putting more and more distance between herself and the "case" of Anselm. Perhaps time and space would help her to determine the cause of his pain and anger. Something had hurt him, and Fiona was willing to be patient enough to find out. Time and trust were the only two tools she had on her side right now.

Do you live nearby? Fiona asked, not wishing to ignore her acquaintance entirely. Perhaps she could use the information to garner more trust with the angry man.