01-28-2016, 04:46 PM
The squeaky chittering of the two really made her wish to summon her 'brother' and have him maul them, but the shifter tried her best to keep from exploding. With her water, she simmered down as she lapped it up in the most unsual way~for a person, that is. Mora lapped up her drink like an animal would, but it was explainable since she was almost a creature herself. The white haired woman couldn't help but stare upon the shifter who could turn himself into something she called a snack back home. He appeared to be a musician by his clothing, but if he was just an average joe with no talent, Luceundi wouldn't have to try cod.
Wolven ears flatten in thought and tail stills as Mora tried to remember the name of the crimson scarfed man as the human began kindly made her meal. Surprises as nobody screamed, ran, attacked, or anything fearful at all when her polar opposite self was released in such anger. Next time she gets annoyed, it would be rage and blood would be spilt. The woman hated to act so murderous, but some occasions called for it. Whatever it was, the cod's scent reached her nose and snapped her out of the terrifying thoughts. The temporary chef explained that someone normally escorted the ones hooked on alcohol out, but that was when the moon was high in the sky. If this were at that time and there were more of things like the card-players, oh Lord, it would not go well. "Ah, I see." Finally after replaying Takoma's (Marble Pack's Alphena) quest, the question flew out to anyone in the pub. "Does anyone know a man by the name of....Salvencha, and where he might be?"
Wolven ears flatten in thought and tail stills as Mora tried to remember the name of the crimson scarfed man as the human began kindly made her meal. Surprises as nobody screamed, ran, attacked, or anything fearful at all when her polar opposite self was released in such anger. Next time she gets annoyed, it would be rage and blood would be spilt. The woman hated to act so murderous, but some occasions called for it. Whatever it was, the cod's scent reached her nose and snapped her out of the terrifying thoughts. The temporary chef explained that someone normally escorted the ones hooked on alcohol out, but that was when the moon was high in the sky. If this were at that time and there were more of things like the card-players, oh Lord, it would not go well. "Ah, I see." Finally after replaying Takoma's (Marble Pack's Alphena) quest, the question flew out to anyone in the pub. "Does anyone know a man by the name of....Salvencha, and where he might be?"