Arrow Lake Turning Stones

Well, that was boring. Not only did the loner not want to fight her (even a little spar?!), she didn't seem all that interesting. She went on talking about something or another that Fox didn't really understand. "Uh, what?" she asked, her expression turning to that of offended confusion, "You speaking in riddles or something?" Because honestly, Fox couldn't make sense of it after, "I would not dream of it."

The small girl hadn't moved since she had approached the stranger, and she continued to stand her ground. The afternoon light felt good upon her back, and she had no intentions of getting comfortable with this potential loony-toon around. If this went on for another round of riddles, Fox would probably high-tail it out of here to find something more interesting to do.