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[b][color=F39B05]Time:[/color][/b] Breakfast time!
[b][color=F39B05]Location:[/color][/b] River Port; Malachi’s mom’s house
[b][color=F39B05]Interactions:[/color][/b] Malachi[@princess], Jun[@JJ Doe], Enstille[@GingerBobOh], Kenia[@Tae]
[b][color=F39B05]Equipment:[/color][/b] A [url=https://i.imgur.com/Z1qXf7R.jpg]halberd[/url], (always with him) hunting knife, and half-plate armor (left in the room).
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[color=F39B05]“Maybe more than [i]a bit[/i] shy.”[/color] Zion corrected, as Enstille offered an even stranger introduction than Jun had, but still not as rude as Malachi’s. 

The lion’s ears perked and turned towards the elf who shared his appreciation for building up bridges. [color=F39B05]“You are delightful, Kenia!”[/color] The young lion’s enthusiasm stretched to accommodate the lack of it from the others. He made room in the kitchen for the treats Kenia had brought before offering her a plate to pile up with food. He watched Enstille eyeing a fork from where he sat and Zion brought it to the elf. He paused to see what Enstille was doing to the eggs. He watched the strange slimy things being carefully pulled from the mass of scrambled eggs until he realized what it was. Horrified, Zion’s ears flattened.

[color=F39B05]“Is that [i]onion[/i] in the eggs?”[/color] He whispered Enstille while holding out the fork. He glanced at Malachi who seemed distracted by a conversation with Jun and was probably not listening. He nodded to the wise Enstille who had discovered Malachi’s plan to sneak vegetables into good food. [color=F39B05]“[i]Disgusting.[/i] Messing with the eggs like that.”[/color] His tail flicked. Zion was certainly not going to be eating the foul slimy things either. 

[color=F39B05]“Kenia, are you from River Port or just vacationing here?”[/color] He asked, attention turning back to the guest. He did want to get to know her better but he was more eager to see if she had grabbed breakfast so that he could now finally eat as well. He left the fork with Enstille, either placing it on his plate or handing it to him if he was not too lost in his thoughts. [/color]