[RP] The Inn of Peace - IoP (Open to all)

[Zulma san]

Zulma welcomed the change of subject and noticing Gren, she waved. "Would you care to join us Gren? We are talking 'animals'." she said cheerfully. "I haven't seen December, he must be very discreet. Personally I have never had a pet...I wish I had." she said softly.  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Sure!" Gren slid off of his barstool, and pulled up a chair at the shadowy table.

"If by 'animals', you mean, your familiars, I'm pretty interested in hearing about the rest of them."  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles smiled at Gren, "well, I've told you about them, but I discovered that i have an owl after all," Angeles flipped the pages of the summoning tome back to the owls and murmured a small chant. A white wisp of smoke floated from the pages and formed on the shoulder that wasn't occupied, into a small white owl. Angeles shut the tome and smiled at the two of them as the owl hooted deeply, a sound you didn't expect from a small owl.

"I can show you December if you wish."  

[Zulma san]

Zulma laughed at the owl's voice. "Impressive for such a small creature." She opened wide her eyes at Angeles's offer. "I would love to meet your wolf...have you fed him lately!?" she joked as she stood up.  

[KelticStar]

Star silently got up and walked upstairs to her room.She didn't want to bother Zulma and the others with their conversation,besides that she was tired.She layed on her bed trying to sleep despite Popo-tans high-pitched snoring.

((I better go before I get yelled at for being up late XD.See you all tommorow. ))  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Why, it'd be an honor..." gren resisted the urge to pet the owl. it was a strange reflex to pet any animal in proximity, but there it was, strong as ever. Still, you'd have to ask permission first...  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles laughed and ran a hand through her hair, looking over at Ale who seemed like he wanted to speak to her, she would let him come to her when he was ready though so turned back to Zulma, "I believe he's still full on last night's demons and other such monstrosities, but i really can't understand how everyone has missed him till now, he doesn't really blend in, he's brindle in color and, like I said, the size of a horse."

Angeles looked over at Gren and smiled at him as well. Peace, that was what this was, a strained peace, but peace nonetheless. She nodded at the two of them then walked out of the inn and turned around the corner to the side where December was laying down. When Angeles came into sight he lifted his head and wagged his tail like any other sort of dog, panting happily. He stood when Angeles came closer and she reached up and stroked his muzzle. 'Horse' was probably and overstatement, but eh was definitely large, about the size of a pony.

"December," she purred as he licked her cheek and she kissed the top of his nose, "this is Gren and Zulma. They are friends of mine," Angeles didn't waste time speaking as one would a child, as December was sentient, and rather intelligent. His eyes looked up at Zulma and Gren and looked them over before panting and wagging his tail in acceptance.  

[Gren_Eckener]

Nodding politely to the wolf, Gren extended a hand, palm-up, to be sniffed. "Do you mind if I pet you, December?"Clearly, this wolf was to be spoken to properly, and not simply due to his size.  

[Angeles Valentine]

December sniffed Gren's hand then bent down to allow Gren to pet him. Angeles smiled and reached up, brushing her fingers against the chest feathers of the small owl, trying to think of a name for it while Zulma and Gren pet December. She closed her eyes and began to think of the many names she had come across over her long life.  

[Zulma san]

Zulma had also opened her palm up and she was resisting the urge to knee and wrap her arms around his neck. Such a beautiful beast. She wanted to hide her face in the fur of his neck.  

[Gren_Eckener]

Gren petted December, long fingers scratching gently at just the right places. He'd been away from dogs for quite a while, and well loved to pet them, especially when the leg went off in the itch reflex.

Looking up, he saw her petting the owl and smiled. "Diogenes."  

[Angeles Valentine]

December sniffed Zulma's hand as well and decided the best way to handle the situation was to lay back down. So he did, stretching before laying down with both his paws extended in front of him before crossing one paw over the other and waited to be pet.

Angeles smirked, thinking of a king waiting to have the rings of his fingers kissed. She then added King to the list of possible names for the owl. Then Gren made a suggestion and she looked at him and said, "why that name?"  

[Zulma san]

Zulma smiled at the wolf and sat next to him. Her hand scratched his head and behind his ears. And slowly something strange happened, tears rolled along her cheeks and she allowed herself to hide her face in his furry neck. "Thank you." she whispered to December.  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Oh? Not sure, it just sprung to mind. I don't know why, but I always wind up attributing owls with names of philosIphers.

He noticed Zulma, silently crying, and let her be. Sometimes there isn't a reason.  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles looked at Zulma as she began to cry into December's fur. Angeles didn't interrupt as it appeared to be something that Zulma needed to do. December didn't seem to mind, "a philosopher hm? I will consider it, I hope you won't be offended if I do not use it."