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[color=9e0b0f]Time:[/color] [color=silver]Evening[/color]
[color=9e0b0f]Location:[/color] [color=silver]Yenworth Docks[/color]
[color=9e0b0f]Interactions:[/color] [color=silver]Vrexen and Astra [@FunnyGuy][/color]
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While Astra seemed to be happy, Myra was still frustrated, confused at why Astra was so happy with her being hungry. Still, she did promise her food, so she would try to be a bit patient. When Vrexen pointed to the sea, saying her food was there, referring to Traven, Myra immediately looked at him, with a shocked expression, before pouting, annoyed. She's wasn't hungry then. She is hungry now! Besides... What did Vrexen want her to do? To carry that old man's body with her for when she was hungry? 

Fortunately, Astra soon led them back to the big building in order to get some food. While Myra was definitely satisfied that they were finally going to eat something, by the time they got there, Myra's eyes were already starting to focus on a few passersby as her instincts slowly started to get stronger. Luckily, for both Astra, Vrexen and pretty much anyone remotely close, the very second the group got close to the tavern, the scent of cooked food immediately distracted Myra. It was a relatively new scent to her but despite the spices and the unknown scents, it was still pleasant and in the end, she knew by the scent that it was still food, even if it was very different from the scent of meat that Myra was used to eat. Getting inside, Myra's discomfort with the dress was momentarily forgotten as well as her pouting, which she kept all the way from the docks to the inn, was gone as she sniffed the air around her.

Imitating Astra and Vrexen, Myra sat down near them, waiting for the food. Completely oblivious to the rather tense atmosphere currently going on between Astra and Vrexen as they talked with each other, Myra could only focus her stare on the dishes that passed by their table, being delivered to other people that were in the tavern. While there were a few who preferred to eat plants, the vast majority had some kind of meat on it, barely identifiable by the smell and the many spices.

[color=9e0b0f]"Foo?"[/color] She asked, turning to Astra and Vrexen, with a rather innocent, if not hungry expression as she pointed to the steak that one of the demi-humans was eating on the table next to them.