Tera stopped listening to the man fixating only on one sentence, he could fix her headaches. She did not really think that he could do it, if it could be done wouldn’t it be already done by now? Right? Oh she did not know, how could she know? She would just sulk between transformations, not waiting to be with anyone, so she had no idea what knew magic had come out since she had become a werewolf.<br/>“Drinks I can do, there is another bar up the roads, the Tulip, I know it sounds… girly, but it’s very good. We can go.” Tera said walking off in the direction of the bar.<br/><br/>Tera kept very silent as she walked down the snowy streets, not waiting to make any conversation. Or at least she did not really even know how to start one up. She looked over at the witch and opened her mouth and then quickly thought twice on what she was going to say. Agh, she mentally rolled her eyes at herself, she was so awkward.<br/><br/>Tera looked up and saw the sign for the bar swinging softly in the breeze, the words Tulip looked almost burned into the wood. She grabbed the door and walked into the bar, feeling a wind snake its way into the bar and setting the place ablaze with noise and cheers.<br/><br/>Tera looked over at the bar tinder and caught eyes with the man working the barrels. She slowly pushed back the hood of her clock and inclined her head. He sighed, knowing exactly what he was getting himself into, a wolf with an endless desire for beer. Tera made her way to the back, winding her way through the crowd till she came across her favorite table in the back, completely out of the way of celebrating humans. “Sit Cyprus, our drinks will be here soon. Now, tell me about this way to cure me.”