3/9/2026, 2:10 AM
The bard singing on the bar top set his sights upon their companion, and Juniper couldn't help but lean over to their friend with a teasing look.
Southeast!
In a sudden flurry of movement, Juniper peeled away from her place by the stones (fireplace). First taking a moment to bob upright, bouncing on her hind paws to try and glimpse Southeast over the bustling bodies in the Howff. Cursed with her slight stature, Juniper then lowered to the floor to try and identify the boy's paws. Albeit she did not discern much aside from the floor, spilled fruit, and a gentleman who perhaps needed to step off the floor and into someplace private.
Rising back to their paws, Juniper weaved through the crowd the opposite side of the room. Many gathered around the bar and through the rungs of the balcony's railway, Juniper could spy little faces peering down at the party below. If the druid to failed to find Southeast on the first floor, perhaps they could find him from the balcony.
And, if a moment of mischief could be spared, she might slip the bard Stardust's name. Finding Southeast would, of course, come first.
The air was heavy with an identified sweetness and the smell of ferment fruit. Not to mention the collection of wolf scent of all of the various individuals gathered. Juniper tried not to rely on her nose so much in this space. Ears cupped forward, she stopped a moment to prop herself upright with the bar. Paws pushed against the counter's edge, Juniper glanced to and fro before catching a glimpse of the dusty brown pelt of the boy.
Skirting past the bar goers, Juniper clasped a paw around the boy's shoulder.
What. Is. that?
Was something the matter?
You've just arrived and already have an admirer, hm?Their voice a low, playful whisper to the star-touched woman at their side. Oakwood eyes dance with mischief, a curved grin settled upon their lips. That was until the empty air on Juniper's other side stole their attention.
Southeast!
Uffern!
In a sudden flurry of movement, Juniper peeled away from her place by the stones (fireplace). First taking a moment to bob upright, bouncing on her hind paws to try and glimpse Southeast over the bustling bodies in the Howff. Cursed with her slight stature, Juniper then lowered to the floor to try and identify the boy's paws. Albeit she did not discern much aside from the floor, spilled fruit, and a gentleman who perhaps needed to step off the floor and into someplace private.
Rising back to their paws, Juniper weaved through the crowd the opposite side of the room. Many gathered around the bar and through the rungs of the balcony's railway, Juniper could spy little faces peering down at the party below. If the druid to failed to find Southeast on the first floor, perhaps they could find him from the balcony.
And, if a moment of mischief could be spared, she might slip the bard Stardust's name. Finding Southeast would, of course, come first.
The air was heavy with an identified sweetness and the smell of ferment fruit. Not to mention the collection of wolf scent of all of the various individuals gathered. Juniper tried not to rely on her nose so much in this space. Ears cupped forward, she stopped a moment to prop herself upright with the bar. Paws pushed against the counter's edge, Juniper glanced to and fro before catching a glimpse of the dusty brown pelt of the boy.
Skirting past the bar goers, Juniper clasped a paw around the boy's shoulder.
Got ya!Playful, Juniper looked the boy over, taking heed of his expression and if any juices stained his lips. While he held their attention, their attuned ears caught wind of something brewing amidst the party,
What. Is. that?
Was something the matter?
