Choices:
1: Who are you?
2: So that's a car?
3: Why in the rain?
4: Why in the rain?
5: Hello to you too
6: So that's a car?
7: Why in the rain?
Roll says... 7: Why in the rain?
"In the rain specifically?" you say, after a moment of collecting yourself. "Why is that?"
Leadership +1.
"You ever interact with a dog?" she says. "When they get wet, their fur starts stinking, and gets all oily. It's like that for the cement. Makes it slippery, easier for cars to crash."
"Slippery, like...like fish scales?" you venture.
"That works too." The molly looks at the commotion now, with a lazy smile. "You might wanna keep that in mind when you're on the road. This time of year, there's no guarantee a car can stop when it sees you."
You turn around completely. "How did you know I was-"
"You're Aster, yeah?" Her eyes move, looking you over.
"Asterpaw," you say, wary.
"Sure." She tilts her head a bit, examining your stump. "Stitches are nearly gone. That's nice."
You instinctively draw what little of the limb you can towards your stomach. "What do you want?"
Your defensiveness only elicits a grin. "Charlie calls you Kiddo, doesn't she?"
"Y-" You can't help bristling. "What does it matter to you?"
"Hm." She watches you for a moment more. Abruptly, she turns and walks off. "See you 'round the campfire."
You don't get a chance to protest before she's turned the corner. You're left standing in the rain and incredibly confused.
Well, that was something.