Arrow Lake Turning Stones

The youth's lackluster reply gave reason for the female to respect the eloquent tongue all the more; it offered something more than the confused reply. At least there was a parry of words even shortly, as there had been with the dark, scarred male. Groaning softly as she shifted wearily to her belly, she raised her bi-colored eyes to look upon the young female again. Her fragile smile never waning. "I would not dream of starting a fight with you..." she began just as softly. "...because there is no reason to send to you to the afterlife when your life is barely lived."