[color=D6CC88][u][b]Galloway Inn[/b][/u]

Amuné chewed her lip, but finally nodded.  The benefits were too much to resist.  "I want a nice long bath!" she exclaimed, "and soap!  And I bet it's /warm/, ooh~!  Wyth you could use a wash too, I know you take care of yourself but it's been too long and you've got stuff in your fur...."  Even Ethan's mention of asking the wrong people couldn't bring her down completely.  "Worry about it later," she advised.  "Now it's time for a BATH!"

Wyth responded to his girl's cheer by circling around her, whiskers forward in a catty smile.  It was the happiest he'd seen her in far too long, and he wanted to keep it that way.  And the man seemed to be the cause.  To show he had no lingering hard feelings for upsetting her earlier, the moorcat brushed against Ethan's side, and would even allow the man to pet him should he feel so inclined.

At the inn, the thought of leaving Wyth behind made Amuné wrap her arms around him.  "No!  Wyth is a good boy, he'll behave!  I don't want to leave him outside!"  Panic hit her at the thought of being separated from the last of her family.  But Ethan managed to convince the innkeeper, and they proceeded inside together.  After putting her candy carefully in the room, along with her knife, the girl made a beeline for the bath, Wyth bounding after her.  "Yay!" she exclaimed, all but jumping in.  Amuné was used to communal bathing, so she had no care that she might be bathing in front of other people.  The biggest concern for strangers was that they might want to hurt one of the ragtag band, and if they were going to do that it would be silly to pay for a room just to get at them.

After a minute or two, the child located a bar of soap and started to give herself a good scrub.  Her hair was filled with twigs, her skin covered in grime, and it felt amazing to finally get rid of it all, even though it took a while.  Because there was no current to speak of, Wyth had gone into the water up to his ankles, and when his girl called him, he eagerly came to her side.  He could clean himself, but he was shameless when it came to letting someone else do the work.  Besides, it would make her feel better, and he certainly enjoyed the attention.  The cat purred softly as his girl proceeded to soap him up until the lather made him look more like a sheep than a feline.  She giggled a little at that -- Wyth always looked so silly when he was given a bath.[/color]