The fox relaxes her stance happily as her now distended gut is finally happy around her full meal, resting a hand on her furred middle.  But her contentment only lasts a few moments before the bard shows up and she scowls.  "What is wrong with me," Synys replies darkly, her meal not enough to keep her happy.  "You have the least right of anyone here to ask such a question.  And when seeing me finally manage to get a meal here you unstantly assume it's out of bloodlust or some childish qualm with someone?  Perhaps you've mistaken me for one of the blasted blackscales here whom you so adored?"  The kitsune turns away, shaking her head, and picks up the items she had found before the girl appeared.