[Her eyes tag along after his rising hand, to see the jewel pinned on his coat, one ear on him, the other lazily tilted toward the bar.
Slowly, with high-pitched groans into it, she inches her forepaws on the hard ground to lay down, huffing once she's gotten there, both ears swinging back tightly at a hitch in the noises they're listening to. Otherwise, she doesn't appear to ruffled yet by anything.
Aren't bars always full of commotion? This thought, unheard, is practically conveyed with abrupt yawn. Maybe she doesn't visit them enough.]
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Slowly, with high-pitched groans into it, she inches her forepaws on the hard ground to lay down, huffing once she's gotten there, both ears swinging back tightly at a hitch in the noises they're listening to. Otherwise, she doesn't appear to ruffled yet by anything.
Aren't bars always full of commotion? This thought, unheard, is practically conveyed with abrupt yawn. Maybe she doesn't visit them enough.]