((Let's get this show on the road!))

Oleander hunkered down underneath her cloak, eyes darting back and forth amongst the rest of the group as they chatted and came to an agreement. She had no pebbles to find herself a room for the time being, but a singular night where she would find herself a place to huddle for warmth until the light came and she could grab a few minutes of shut-eye without worrying about being frozen to the ground was fine by her, especially if there might be promise of a meal the next morning in the form of stolen bacon or eggs off of plates. Or perhaps Valla might be someone Oleander could convince to buy her food, through pretenses partially true.

Indeed, in the next moment the other wolf seemed to read her mind. "I'll take a grouger steak," she said. "And any catfish that may be on offer." Perfect, at least she would have a full stomach to weather the chill.

Astra debates for a moment, before deciding on her usual- was it rather confusing to order something you usually had in your den while on the road, and where you're likely to be able to try out new foods? Yes.

Astra did not care though.

Azurity looked up from the map. “I’ll just have some snow mice, thanks!” He chirped, scratching Ness’ head.

"Good call," Valla muttered under her breath when she heard Doom speak with the bartender. Valla was used to roughing it, but she did have a FEW pebbles left for one last comfortable rest. Or maybe she could room with... friends. The Lupin looked at Astra and Oleander, then offered: "Say, how about a group of shewolves enjoy one last night indoors together? Want to split the cost of a room?"

The barmaid was back swiftly with their orders and a warning that the kitchen would be winding down for the evening, but drinks would be available at the bar for another few hours. Valla dug in eagerly to her meal while she awaited their answers.

Oleander swallowed hungrily as the meal was placed in front of her, immediately seizing upon her steak and tearing chunks off of it to swallow down in a few clacking bites. By the time Valla had finished her offer, Oleander had polished off most of her meal.

With no coin to split the room with, Oleander declined with a shake of her head. "I will be resting elsewhere," she said, though that would be half a lie- a night outside would mean little rest in reality, but it would have to do. Licking clean her plates and then her snout, she gave one final glance around at the crowd of wolves she was to be traveling with, lingering for just a second on Doom (a foreboding name, given the ghost he resembled), before bowing her head politely and disappearing out the front door.

She weaved through the nearly empty streets to find the edges of town, where there were a few others like her, roughing it out in the open, eyes wary and ears flat against the skull. She cautiously found a crook in the roots of a tree and settled herself into it, though sleep was fought off as she waited for the sun to rise once more.

Astra ate her meal much more... daintily, for lack of a better term.

Valla shrugged as Oleander headed off, but was glad Astra took the offer. While the dwindling group cleaned their plates for the evening and the bar quieted, Valla took a moment to request a room for the pair. Pebbles exchanged and key in paw, she returned to the table and smiled at Astra. "I am beat! This was a great first day, but how about we get to bed?"

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