[center][h3][b][color=aqua]Kric, the Imp[/color][/b][/h3][/center]

The imp flicked his spaded tail to show his annoyance with the tavern owner, his aqua eyes darting back to his defenseless ice cream cone that had slipped from his clawed fingers and now lay helpless on the floor. Kric licked his ice-cream coated lips, attempting to squirm down to retrieve his stolen treat.

Instead of being thrown to the wolves, the imp was thrown to a particularly frightening feline. His face went pale for a moment. [color=aqua]"Good kitty. Nice kitty..."[/color] Kric implored quietly, a bead of sweat popping up on his forehead.

Luckily, the cat left him be in a quiet section, which could have been seen as a poor choice. The imp sneakily dived under the bar and dashed under Zzubus' legs, successfully capturing his fallen cone before popping it into his mouth and eating it whole. Once finished, the imp darted up one of the posts that held up the tavern, similar to a squirrel climbing a tree as he circled it quickly, stopping when he was a decent ways from off the ground. [color=aqua]"Hey, Zzuby. Why is there a lot more guests rolling in all of a sudden?"[/color] He questioned from his post he held onto so dearly, tail lashing behind him in a wavelike pattern. Kric enjoyed to call the owner 'Zzuby'... it always annoyed him.

[center][i]Interactions: Vakim [@Zi] Zzubus[@Gutshot][/i][/center]