Sofia would gently tug on Brandy's cheek after she finished her yogurt, saying: [color=silver][b]"Consuming delicious yogurt daily helps me retain my flesh in a...well, if I didn't eat it, let's just say I'd look a lot more like a corpse than I already do. Its a preservative."[/b][/color] After she finished speaking she'd release Brandy's cheek from the tyranny of her index and thumb fingers. [color=silver][b]"As for my favorite food though...I must admit, when I was alive I was a fan of berry pies. ...Too bad now that eating fruit makes it ferment in my stomach quickly."[/b][/color]

Alice would finish tearing apart a piece of jerky with little effort, grinning happily as her tail wagged. [color=ed1c24][b]"Werewolves like me are mostly carnivores, so I'm a big fan of meat. Beef, Chicken, Pork...though if I had to pick one..."[/b][/color] the werewolf seemed lost in thought, but then eyed Brandy and realized it was...probably goat meat. Probably. But that was kind of a horrifying thing to say around a satyr. As such she would giggle and tap her index fingers together. [color=ed1c24][b]"Definitely pork."[/b][/color]

When the question of what Gnarlton was like came about, Alice would be without any answers. She'd traveled little after reaching Litroot...but Sofia would stand up and put her hands upon her hips. [color=silver][b]"I was born and raised in Gnarlton! Leave your questions to me, and I'll answer each and every one!"[/b][/color]

There were no fancy booty cheeks or strip performers, but there were a fair number of people living in Gnarlton from Sofia's recollection. Of course, by and large her information was a few hundred years out of relevancy, but...it was probably worth something. Probably. They still had a small leg of their journey ahead after their little picnic, but one could rest assured...Sofia sure was sure she knew what she was talking about.