- Vixey nodded enthusiastically. "Can't agree with you more on that one," she muttered. She liked being herself--cool and confident, always sure of herself. Okay, maybe she was a little conceited as a fox. Maybe. But being human? She hated it! So far, she'd tripped at least twice, got sand in her mouth, among many other things. She stood up and shook herself off, spitting out sand. From Tod's exclamation, it sounded like the water was REALLY salty, and was pretty bad for washing. "Gee whiz, this place is really..." She could think of many words. Strange. Odd. Messed up. All of which described the place, but not as much as... "bizarre," she finished, looking around.
((Gah, writer's block. -_-))