Leila sniffed the air. The smell of ale really was disgusting. She had bits of cowhide stuck in her teeth, which bugged her and put her in a foul mood. Tonight was not a good night. Leila was on edge.
Normally she took care to avoid startling two legged creatures, but she wasn’t in the mood. Leila rounded a corner and trotted over to the door of the pub. Right as she was about to push on the door, it opened. Adrian was standing before her, looking strained. Leila thought maybe the ale had made it difficult for him to walk, and places herself close by his side.
“We have to go straight to my room” Arian said, “They won’t allow you to be near everyone in the bar”.
There was a grumbling noise coming from Leila.
“I know, I know, but I’m coming up with you” Adrian said quickly.
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