Kieran was already in The Spider's Nest Tavern with Cana at his side, as always. He had asked the bar wench for some old stew bones that his wolf could chew on during their stay, which Cana was currently enjoying. Many different characters were currently housed in the tavern, men and women alike. A short, drunken bard strummed a harp in the right corner and sang a song of some valiant warrior from a far off land. Being pretty inexperienced in the means of social exchanges, Kieran chose to watch the people from the end of the bar. His eyes followed a scantily clad dark-haired woman with particular interest. More beast than man, if the woman happened to notice his gaze, she would easily see his desire and intention. Kieran had spent the day selling his animal furs and other botanical things that he had collected in the surrounding forests, and he was eager to find a fun way to spend his coins.