The fireball giving the room a nice fire based theme to the evenings in the tavern, right up to when you pay off the barkeep and pocket the slutty fake kitten. Your new kitten scared senseless from the fireball you dropped, mewling and shivering next to you as you drag her leash up and walk out with her in tow outside. By then the night has fallen quite deeply and you are enjoying a nice brisk stroll through the streets, with your awesome clothes and swagger and tiny kitten.<br/><br/>Right up to when the slut in your bag wakes, naturally freaks out, and starts banging against the cloth from the inside. Being very disrespectful as Slut mewls out sharply and prepares for another fireball!?