Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150830164226/@comment-5583506-20150901012655

Rikki and Cat passed through the market, whereas the Khajiit approached a stand where they sold sweets. Her slit eyes immediately landed on a sweetroll and a mischievous grin spread from cheek to cheek.

Cat rolled her eyes and waited on her comrade with anticipation.

"Back off, cat", said the vendor upon noticing the Khajiit eyeing the sweetroll. "That's not for you."

''Heh, why is he calling for Cat? Silly vendor...''

"This one isn't all too proud of how you sprinkle your sweetrolls", said Rikki nonchalantly.

"Pardon me?"

"This one has been all over Tamriel, yet she has never seen such a sorry excuse of a sweetroll."

"How dare you?!" grumbled the vendor. "Do you know we might be at war soon, and you go on about this sweetroll not living up to your standards?"

Rikki leaned over the counter with a seductive smile. "Then prove Rikki wrong, sweetness." She then gave the man a small, patronizing clap on his cheek.

"Fine", he murmured and turned about to bake her a new one.

The Khajiit took her chance and quickly snatched the sweetroll before easily blending into the crowd of people on the market, cheerfully stuffing her mouth full with the pastry.

Cat just eyed her cynically. "You are hopeless."