Aurora was a bit shaken up as Alex put her hood back up and patted her. Unexpectedly it felt good to be patted and petted, maybe she finally understood what Luna felt when she petted her.
But her distraction was only short lived as the owner of the inn approached the guests and shooed off Luna from the counter. Of course, being a wild animal, Luna didn't take it very well. Climbing pack up onto Aurora's shoulders, she growled at the owner of the bar as Aurora herself stuttered a bit feeling helpless.

"I am sorry, sir. I did not know. Luna did not mean to dirty your counter. And concerning the cost of the bottle of alcoholic beverage, if the gold is not sufficient enough to cover the cost of the bottle, I am able to pay in furs." 
She pointed to the backpack that was leaning on the counter which seemed impossibly big for her to carry it.
"I have high quality furs, such as ice bear furs and arctic wolf furs, as far as I've heard, very rare furs. I gathered them myself so I am able to assure you the fine quality of them. As for the reason for my stay in your abode is that I hope to acquire tools for building houses and tools for building and repairing those tools, so blacksmithing equipment. After over ten summers of migrating and nomadic life, I plan on settling down for a while, although gathering the furs brings a lot of value to my trade."

The hood slipped off again revealing her fox ears once again. This time, though, Aurora did not panic. Instead, she simply took off her long coat revealing long, slim, but trained legs clad in tights topped off with a plaid skirt from under which a white furred fox tail poked out. All clothes were made by herself, of course.

"If you do not mind, I would prefer not to have to cover my mutations up. Nevertheless I have heard that some priests might want to execute me as I am prove of everything wrong with this world. A mutation caused by the Creeping Death... that's what I am. If you still wish to harbour me, I would be honoured. If you do not wish my presence in your establishment, I understand and will follow your judgement immediately", her icy cold voice stated as she had her composure back into her own hands. 
Still, her voice seemed a little hostile, although you might never really know, for her icy voice often didn't contain any emotions whatsoever.