Note: From next week, regular 2 chapter updates. Sorry for the chaos, now enjoy~
As Raven arrived at the Borethooth Inn, he found it as barren as a desert. No adventurers had gathered inside and the rooms upstairs sounded empty as well. No screaming of drunks, and no racking of loose beds as lovers made love on creaky beds. And it wasn't until he heard the sniffling of a familiar voice that Raven realized what had happened there.
Following the voice, he walked inside the kitchen. There the stoves had been left running and the whole place was in disarray as if someone had left cooking halfway through the process. Upon moving closer, however, Raven saw Moxy sitting on the ground with her legs folded close to her chest. Holding herself tight, the fox-girl had been obviously sniffing for a while in that same position.
"Moxy?" With a gasp, she looked up and stared at Raven.
