Upon looking in the room, one could see the absence of the shapeshifter. In the middle of the night she had grown tired of purring sounds the pet was making, not wanting to keep his eyes of her form. She knew that by leaving the room, she would leave him behind, his loyalty towards his owner was greater then his heat. She never liked sleeping, as an animal she could go for hours without any sleep, it did however impair her abilities and her reactions, so upon deciding the room wasn't comfortable enough for her to sleep on, she had crawled towards the roof and spent the night underneath the rim of the warm chimney.<br/><br/>Her fur now had long strokes of black coil on it, but she looked rested and immensively satisfied. The warmth of the chimney had kept her dozing in a utmost pleasant slumber, so when she had finally woken up by the calls of the rooster, she climbed back down again and waited for the rest to enter the tavern of the inn. And if the innkeeper's eyes looking over her rugged appearance and the smell of coil and herbs lingering around her wasn't enough to pity her, her rumbling stomach had put him over the edge to feed the young female.<br/><br/><span style="color: Sienna">"Hmmm... Ya eggs be tasting good mon! Da best eggs in all of tha azeroth!"</span>She mumbled with her mouth full of eggs, trying to wash it down with the warm milk the human gave her. As he was drying his glasses with his filthy towel he smiled of her compliment, sometimes it felt sure damn good to do something for free. Especially for a troll kitty he thought, still laughing about her big eyes and purring sounds she made when he offered her some warm milk. Hmmm... He'd offer her more if he hadn't noticed that huge glowing dagger strapped on her luscious thighs.<br/><br/>She almost choked on her eggs as she saw the little gnome engineer strutting outside with a well-slept and big smirk on his face, completely oblivious of the fact she was still sitting there. She didn't mind though, and mumbling a quick thanx with a flirty wink to the cook of her eggs she slipped trough the grumpy crowd. Trying not to bump into any bruised or damaged dwarfs with huge hangovers as she finally reached the door.<br/><br/><span style="color: Sienna">" 'Ey mon, Did ya had a good sleep?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>