W'ineton had been looking at the ruckus caused before her eyes, as one of the regulars she did not regard as highly already had been stealing from a few guests who had noticed the atrocity. Luckily for her, her favourite guard was already interfering with the scene, making the night quiet for once for the brothel madame. Zephyr was lucky she was not in the mood to give out punishments herself, 'cause if she did, he might not have seen daylight for quite some time.<br/><br/>Nevertheless a strange sound from her right was grabbing her attention, and as she sipped contently from her honeyed liquor she found herself suddenly staring at the adorable vulpari and its pet, stumbling before her feet.<br/><br/>''Seems, I'm not the only one able to make quite the entrance I see.''<br/><br/>Winnie smiled, which was a strange sight to see, seeing the slight wrinkles the mistress had gotten over time were always pulling her rather attractive face in a stern frown. She stuck her hand out, opening up her palm in a gesture for the little fay to sit in it, if it wanted so. All the while, she was looking from Mirri back to Parin, wondering if the girl was able to stumble back to her feet on her own.<br/><br/>''My my, count yourself lucky little ones. It is rare that one is able to surprise me these days, with a creature that has not been seen by my aged eyes yet. I've seen many a things stumble through my whoring doors, but never ever had I gotten the honour to welcome such a strange pair as you two. Might I ask, what are your names?''<br/><br/>W'ineton's icy blue eyes twinkled of a strange glowing curiosity, clearly taking up every little detail of the coin-holding creature flying before her. Her gaze followed downwards from the small thing's tiny little heaving chest, to its fluttering wings, before she gazed further downwards to the tip of the tail towards Parin. She raised an eyebrow at the foxy girl who had her eyes still closed, and her heart beating heavily in her chest. It almost sounded like the thumping an angry bee captured inside of glass would make, mused the elder Aviari.<br/><br/>''There are many in this bar that are better of fearing me, but you are not one of them, little vulpari. Stand up proud like a woman of your race, before I do give you something to make that heart beat faster for, understood?''<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>