Mark
*Wait, she ran away from home?! How could she say that so nonchalantly?! How'd I find it? Does she live here, actually?! Didn't she say her name already?!*

*These were merely a couple of the thoughts racing through the Skitty's head as she attempted to leap from topic to topic, the same as the Lycanroc she spoke to. But that was easier said than done, and Stella was left feeling like she was about to melt onto the floor. She was completely and utterly confused.*

*The closest thing to melting was falling flat on the floor, and that's exactly what she did. She was at least aware now of the idea that there was a game going on. But she really didn't know what it was before it apparently changed. All she knew was that now, twenty questions were involved.*

*That's easy enough, she thought. But she was still confused about the order of which this was going. And so, she believed it was best to ask.*

"...Whose turn is it?" *The Skitty's eyes shaped into swirling spirals as her head dropped forward. If this didn't show how insanely lost she was here, nothing else could possibly do it.*
Nelson
*Forgetful as always! She immediately would snicker and then nod her head.* "Silly question! It was your turn! Now it's mine-!" *She bobbed down a bit before letting out low, hyena-like whines and laughter.*
"Well, my question is how strong do you think you are?"

*Of course, it was a weird question that could be seen as subjective to some!* "If you were in a fight and you were up against any 'mon, how well do you think you'd do against 'em?"

*And now, another question blinked into the Lycanroc's mind! It came to her quickly, but she had to save it for the next round!!*
Mark
"Huh?" *The Skitty's ears twitched as her head perked up, snapping out of her daze while realizing just what had been asked of her. Now, things were getting a bit more stable for her liking.*

*So, how strong did she think she was, huh? That wasn't something she thought she would be asked tonight. Stella's tail played with the scarf around her neck as she began to wonder about it.*

"Well, I've never been in a fight before," *Stella said as she looked off to the side.* "But I think I can do just what I would have to in order to win. Especially if my life depended on it."

*The Skitty then looked back to the Lycanroc, a tinge of curiousness in her expression.* "What makes you ask that?"
Nelson
"Because I like to think that I'm really strong and that I'm a capable fighter!" *She retorts with a jovial laugh, eventually laying her face down a little bit as she stared over at the Skitty, who spent her question basically asking 'And what about you?'- No matter! She nodded her head and laid down for a moment, looking on over to the Skitty once more-!* "And what might be your favourite colour?"

*A very normal question indeed! But one that would be nice to get an answer to! It didn't matter if it was basic, so long as it was something to pass the time!*
Mark
*Her favorite color... That was an easy question for Stella. And suspciously simple, too...*

"I'd have to say the one on my scarf," *Stella's tail was still playing with her scarf, stopping to hold it in place and show off to Samantha when she looked down at it. She would then look to the Lycanroc again shortly after.* "It's really pretty, and kinda what I wear it for. You?"

*The Skitty was well aware at this point that she was wasting her questions by simply shooting them back at the Lycanroc. But it was really just cause she didn't have anything good to ask right now. At least, not yet. There was always the chance something could pop up in her mind soon, of course.*