01-25-2016, 04:24 PM
The shifter looked on as the coins go their own way and he only could manage to get his hands on one. A amused chucke emerged at the human's comment on what happened. "Guess so! Hm.....basic water will do." Mora thought that, at least, this human was okay to be around, whilst most other are scared of what she looked like (looked like trouble) although that might've just come from the torn skirt.
Cod? She had never heard of a wild cod running amuck in the pine, so Mora has most likely never had any of it before, but she would take it nevertheless. "Cod it i--" When the 21 year old woman got interrupted by the drunkards yet again, her temperment leash broke and she lashed out at the two. "Excuse me for a moment, Sir." A finger held up in front of him to signal she meant none of this to him, only the elves as her wolven self revealed, "SHUT YOUR YAPS BEFORE I GO OVER THERE AND SHUT THEM FOR YOU!!!"
After her dicrete snarl of a warning, Mora came back to her humanish state with only her unusual ears and tail showing the most of anything else. Hoping it didn't scare the server and the sober beings in the bar, another silver went to the male behind the counter. With her more sincere tone in the whisper, the shifter's finger slid it over. "Sorry for the trouble. They act like little obnoxious kids who need to be put in their place."
Cod? She had never heard of a wild cod running amuck in the pine, so Mora has most likely never had any of it before, but she would take it nevertheless. "Cod it i--" When the 21 year old woman got interrupted by the drunkards yet again, her temperment leash broke and she lashed out at the two. "Excuse me for a moment, Sir." A finger held up in front of him to signal she meant none of this to him, only the elves as her wolven self revealed, "SHUT YOUR YAPS BEFORE I GO OVER THERE AND SHUT THEM FOR YOU!!!"
After her dicrete snarl of a warning, Mora came back to her humanish state with only her unusual ears and tail showing the most of anything else. Hoping it didn't scare the server and the sober beings in the bar, another silver went to the male behind the counter. With her more sincere tone in the whisper, the shifter's finger slid it over. "Sorry for the trouble. They act like little obnoxious kids who need to be put in their place."