The crone stopped, her head tilting as she looked at the other woman; there were few women their height here, it seemed. Someone was looking for the cabin? Her eyes narrowed slightly as she gave the blonde a once over.
"Why? Have you? Why would you be looking for one if you haven't?" The questions seemed innocent enough perhaps; they held no accusations, no defensive strains. She was just curious to know why the woman wanted to find a cabin with chicken legs.
"I heard not long ago there was a very large chicken here." She smiled as if that would help.