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Trouble. That's precisely what it was. Raising a child was no small easy feat, and already she'd lost several arguments to hers. Ronnie walked a few paces behind Dierdre as they made their way to the park. She had battered jeans on and a simple black tank top. And since she'd chosen to wear this outfit, Dierdre would have nothing to do with her and acted like she had no idea why this strange woman was following her.

The park was peaceful and calm, beautiful really. Serene. It didn't seem to fit her child, but she didn't see why the fae couldn't appreciate it, if not live it. They'd go a few times around the pond and call it a day.

Dierdre, fresh in her newest waste of Ronnie's money, was entirely pleased with herself. The cream colored pants suited her well, as did the red silk sleeveless blouse. She'd had to whine a bit to get her guardian to give into the price of the silk, but it had been worth it. She enjoyed the steady clunk of the black mary-janes on her feet against the sidewalk.

Risking a glance over her shoulder, she saw that Ronnie was catching up on her. In a sly whisper she hissed, "I'll be thanking you not to be so close, before your bad sense rubs off on me." Immediatly the woman slowed her pace and Dierdre went back to admiring the enviroment of the park.

There were a few ducks on the pond and boy reaching for them. He'd never catch them of course but it was amusing to think of him trying to. Wanting to see the ducks a little closer herself, she ambled a bit nearer to the water. It was then that she spoted the woman on the bench. Green skinned and red haired. It was obvious, even to Dierdre's un trained eye, that this was another fae. Pausing, and making sure Ronnie stopped far enough behind her, she took a moment to examine the older fae.

Curious. The older fae made Dierdre's mind click. So, it'd be a contest you're after then? She thought to herself. Testing the waters, the younger fae tipped her head ever so slightly in a nod of acknowledgement. She'd been told several times by Ronnie that she should 'respect her elders', but this girl didn't look all too much older, well, at least not as old as Ronnie. And she barely respected her.

It had to be said, this fae dressed herself impecably though. The pretty sundress was beautiful and it made Dierdre think of how nice it would be to badger Ronnie into buying one for her, in a different color of course. It was definitly something she approved of and made the fae step up few rungs on the ladder of admiring. Top of which belonged to herself.

Checking one last time over her shoulder to see if Ronnie was too close, she began to approach the older fae at a relaxed pace. A few paces away she gave another tip of the head in greeting and spoke, "A good morning to you, fellow fae." She cocked her head slightly up and to the right like she'd practiced in the mirror at home; she knew that it was the best look to show off her cheekbones.

Her park was it? It didn't take a genius to figure out that the fae believed she was in charge here. Well, I can play this game too. Though, she hadn't had much experience at life yet, Dierdre decided it was a good a time as any to practice her social skills. "I'd be Dierdre. Tis a pleasure to meet you Noelle." Her irish came out a bit thicker than normal. But Dierdre had come to think of it as her unique trait.

It was there, the nagging feeling that this conversation could end up in ruin. They were testing each other it seemed, and Dierdre had no intention of backing down. Glancing over her shoulder, she sent one disdainful look at Ronnie. "Sure, and she'd be my guardian. Bit of a trollop when it comes to dressing herself really."

But she's my guardian... Dierdre thought to herself, feeling rather disloyal. Still, the fae looked back at Noelle through garnet colored eyes. "Do you often find yourself here in the mornings?" It would be good information to have either way this confrontation worked out.