The town guards see you running in, too taken aback too do anything as you walk on through. Nobody has ever seen anything quiet like you! Murmurs and whispers about what you are spread, as people point to your ears and tail, many men noticing the little clothes that you wear as you make it into town.<br/><br/>You feet step through the cold cobblestone roads as the smell of fish fills the air. A cold wind blows through the harbor town, giving you a nice breeze, blowing against you a slight bit as you feel bits of water droplets from the wind. To you, everything is natural, walking through and seeing many market stall workers gaze upon your beauty, not sure whether or not to be afraid or scared. The guards seem to be on standby, many of them holding their sheaths as you continue walking through the city.<br/><br/>You eventually find a stall for a town meadry, a large man and his teenage daughter at the stand, he swallowed nervously and offered some of his finest mead!