"What bothers me is the fact that she's been talkin' to herself." Carlin turned to look at the Puffadore who she was talking to. "What's your name, puff?"

"Uschi. You?"

"Carlin." She tilted her head to the side. "How do you do?"

"Stressed. A certain prissy qitari is being impossibly picky." Uschi said, although her eyes shifted towards Felix a tad.

Leigh laughed. That's cool :) What's wrong with it?

"Prissy qitari?" She laughed, then also turned to look at Felix and Holly. "What's wrong?"

"Masterpiece. I'm surprised you haven't seen her, as she expects everyone to hail her as a godesss." She said, trying not to look like she was glancing at Felix

Holly Smirked and tilted her head " Holly..." she said giving him her name as she finished half of her mug.

(Sorry its so short my brain is just fried)

Willow Wisp

If Oswald had anything close to a cruel streak in his body, it had to be his funny bone deciding to place the tequila as close to the overhead light as he could possibly get it on the shelf. Here,one of the smallest, nocturnal and able denizens that called this dark forest home would settle in every evening before venturing out into the night and find lost travelers away through the forest; provided she could remember that she had clients through the night. Every morning she'd find a cozy nook upon the ceiling and sleep through the day. Oswald didn't seem to mind since nobody else paid the inn fair to hang upside down and sleep on the ceiling either. Gold was too heavy for her to carry so she usually traded in nectar. Though Oswald didn't seem to care much for it as currency.

She awoke at sunset and would bask in the tavern light, and she'd flutter down to the shelf where the barkeep had a thimble filled with nectar. Tonight it was marigold and as always the cup was as big as two pints! And she had company again tonight! Her worm friend that hung out in the bottle of yellowish liquid! She attempted to converse with the worm a few times but he wasn't very talkative. She mused with it about what Al was grumpy about tonight, or what Ozzy had given Holly this evening, they were two hairy canids so no telling what sort of mischief Holly might force upon the male when the mood struck her. And what's this Felix shows up! Could there be a triangle going on, or was Holly just going to play both sides from the middle? Willow turned to venture an opinion from but he had contorted his features in a way that she didn't like.

"Don't mock fun a my furries!!! She yelped in her tiny voice and began flying at and ramming into the bottle to get at the nasty worm! He wasn't like the worm the other night at all. "I show you manners!"

THUMP,..Thump,.. THuuuump! Thump, thump, thump, thunk...

Willow rammed at the bottle several more times, especially after a particularly good hit shook the shelf and spilled her nectar! That was one outrage too many. And with two or three more good whacks, the worm floated away to the dark part of the bottle behind the label. She began fluttering down among the other patrons grumbling.

"Do all jerks get force field or just him?"