Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20200125011422/@comment-28718853-20200215123233

(BTR)

As sunlight streaks through the window into their room, Xinderas stirs and awakens. Naymond soon followed, his eyes fluttering awake with a smile to his wife. "Good morning," he whispers.

"Morning love," Xinderas moans as she plants a kiss on Naymond.

The behemoth Hellhound allows Naymond to roll off of her so she herself can get up. Both get their clothes on and feel fully rested, glad that nothing happened to awaken them the night before. As soon as they're ready with everything they need they head out into the hallway at the same time as the beaten man they saw last night, his face in better shape than before though ripe with embarrassment.

Naymond leads the way to the lobby where they find several guests seated at different tables eating breakfast.

One table has a man and two Wererabbits, one of whom is a child. The child points at Xinderas and says, "Mom! Look at the size of that Hellhound!"

The mother scowls and forces her daughter's finger down, scolding her and telling her how impolite it is to point at someone.

Xinderas and Naymond take a seat at one of the empty tables and look over their respective tables to see what is available.