Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161224133825/@comment-7262318-20170111230125

Lazarus Grimm wrote: As soon as Rikki set her slit eyes on the bowl of milk her whole face lit up. It was rather endearing watching her inexplainable passion for milk.

"Oh joy!" she chirped, licking her canines with a jovial smile. "This hasn't had milk since... well... since last she left Whiterun, which was just earlier today!" She giggled at her own forgetfulness and began to drink, letting out a content gasp once the bowl was empty.

"That was nice", she said, followed by a dampened purr. "There is nothing better than a bowl of hot milk to ease your day, Rikki can tell you that much."

"You are such an odd one," Vashar chuckled. He rose from his feet. "Well... they're probably waiting for us down at the stables."

He offered his hand to her. "You think you can stand on all that mead you just downed?" He said with a slight grin.