<span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'">Clove’s ear twitched and she looked over her shoulder. “Maya making up things about me now?” She asked curiously to the two. “You can’t always believe the words on a canines tongue.” She said dumping two cups together. She took a sniff before deciding it was something worth drinking and emptied the cup into her mouth. With a satisfied sigh she turned, the table replenished for the evening...or however long it would take and carried the tray to the front desk where the two were at.<br/>
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“I hope they were all good things.” She purred and reached to tickle a claw beneath the wolf’s jaw before pulling away before she was snapped at...or worse...lost a finger. Her dark eyes looked at the other then, a guest for how long she wondered. “Hmm. You look a little famished. Would you like something to eat?” She inquired. “Have a seat.” Her hand swept out pointing to the seating nearby. “I’ll being you something tasty.” She flashed a charming fanged grin. One she often used when up to no good. <br/>
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Eyes turned on Maya than. “Would you like a bone to chew on?” She teased. “Something with a little meat on it?” She snickered.<br/>
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