Glancing around you look for something to do.. or someone to chat with. You walk around, the Inn was cozy, but not too cozy, it had the feeling of an old friend's house after years, a familiar feeling if that made sense.

The walls were adorned with feathers, needle-felted elons, shells, bones, and random trinkets in which some of it have names under them, but the one that shines out the most, literally, was a very sharp-looking knife with the initials "B x P", and suddenly you feel a presence behind you.

"Such a pretty, ain't she?" You turn your head as you hear the voice, seeing a pink and blue Zorvic, the two of you greet, the Zorvic being named Possum, and the conversation drifts to the knife.

"Before I, well, found myself at this harbor, I used to be the strongest and sneakiest thief you would've seen!" she grinned, looking at the knife. "Although, you wouldn't have seen me, wouldn't you." She let out a small exhale. "That was before I met... Button. Lord knows she was a pain in the tail. The head royal guard, the almighty!"

She fiddled with her paws for a bit, thinking, "Y'know, I thought all guards were, weird, uptight, meanies.. emotionless even!" she chuckles "But.. I guess Button was different."

"On the surface, it just looked like a normal guard trying to capture a sneaky lil thief, underneath was a weird friendship." she said before sighing. "Could've been more but, well, I'm here now- and, i guess i just accepted it."

"The knife gives some good memories back but, sometimes i just want to avoid it."