A dark figure can be seen rushing through the woods by anyone foolish enough to be out in this weather. Closer inspection would reveal him to be a fox, and a rather wet on at that.<br/><br/>Shadow pauses a moment to look around, he had to be there by now. Then he spotted it, off to the left. An inn he had heard about that happened to be halfway between his den and where he was coming from. Normally he would have just gone straight home, but not in the rain. He couldn't stand rain.. He paused to read the sign, he wasn't even wearing clothes, let alone have anything metal on him, so he walked inside and headed towards the desk, happy to be out of the rain.