just stay by my side until i disgust you.

“ Are you gonna keep sitting in the corner making ominous comments or did you want a drink .ᐣ ” 😊

“ All that brooding must make you thirsty , surely . It takes a lot of brain-power to think up such moving statements .ᐟ ”

Slowly , unsure , “ ... 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺 .ᐣ ”

The whole area seems to look different ; more magical . Mystical lights twinkle within the foliage , unfamiliar bird songs sounding , and golden light streaming through the breaks in the trees . The large inn's chimney puffs pale , lazy smoke . At least someone's home .ᐟ

If she's not thirsty , and she's not hungry , then why the hell did she⸺Oh , nevermind . Be a good host , Eilfiel . “ ... I'm not good at riddles , so please don't give me one , ” She says , long ears drooping . She really doesn't have a clue .

The door creaks open , the scent of ale and fresh bread breaking through the smells of the forest . Earthy tones are replaced by warm , homey scents , inviting the cowboy in . From behind the door a woman's voice calls out , “ Come in , it's open .ᐟ ”

fuck you, it’s fluff.

“ 𝒩𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 and 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 are two different things , you know .ᐟ You still CAN consume things , can't you .ᐣ ” The poor fey looks confused , inspecting Sylvanas's face , “ I think you look beautiful , so don't go acting like you're unsightly .ᐟ ”

Wiggling her ears...

< ❪ ^ ^ ❫ > .ᐣ

Specimen ... .ᐣ What's that supposed to mean ... .ᐣ ❪ 😰 ❫

“ An ... innkeeper .ᐣ ” The fae seems puzzled by this inquiry .

“ Eh .ᐣ Well , that's not surprising .ᐟ ” She laughs , ears flitting again , “ Do you know what the fey are .ᐣ ”