Yawning and stretching her arms above her head, Hana left the elf and his crew, making her way over to a bench near what looked like a rapidly-forming team and settling comfortably on it. Her tail dangled through the gap between the seat and the backrest of the bench to lay on the floor behind her. She watched with amusement as a rather nervous druid approached and made their introductions, their skin shifting in colour from salmon to cranberry. The druid's efforts seemed lost on the rabbit, who was smothered in the fox's tail, seemingly of her own volition.<br/><br/>As she looked over the group, the dragon's gaze lingered over the werewolf. He was one of those who had called out to her earlier, she was sure of it. Hana watched him until their eyes locked, and gave him a flirtatious wink.