As feon asked her what she wanted, Vreskrr realized another thing; not only had she nothing to do, she didn't really have anything to buy either. Thinking for a second, she conluded "I really don't need to much, maybe a bag." but after saying his she suddenly had a flash of inspiration "Actually, not just a bag, I'll need a cloak too, as fluffy as possible." With a triumphant smile, Vreskrr gazed upon her companion. Whatever she could need a cloak for one could only wonder, but one thing was clear; she had some kind of dubious plan for it.

As she stood there, vaguely smiling, a man passed by. Wanting to test just how far the people here were willing to go in order to ignore her, Vreskrr sweeped her tail in front of the man's leg and tripped him up. Not willing to acknowledge this man's existence, just like this village hadn't done to her, she once more turned to Feon. "Say, Feon, do you think they'll have some item for me to take on human form?"