[ between the devil and the deep blue sea ] - joining

[daniel]

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♡ — One person became two, and that was enough to work up his anxiety even farther, at least for the first few moments before the comforting and rather patient voices bypassed the terrified state of mind that the kid was knee deep in. Make no mistake, he was still quite petrified, but at the very, very least, neither of the two strangers sounded like they were going to eat him or something. He shifted his body until he was laying down rather than half-standing, ready to bolt at any given second. Pressing his lower jaw against the floor, the wolf pup cast his eyes towards Keona and Roxanne, debating on if asking for food was polite in this situation, despite the fact the woman had offered. He thought he may have been hungry, but it could've just been the mention of food sparked the feeling, and he wasn't really hungry at all. His tail thumped against the table leg as it wagged gently. "Tavern?" So that was what this place was. A tavern. His head tilted, ears releasing themselves from his skull to flop loosely over the side aimed at the floor. He wasn't sure what, well, any of that meant, he'd never seen a tavern before after all. But Roxanne mentioned food, and he did know what that was. "I'm hungry, a little bit."

Another crack of thunder spooked him, shivering with a stressed whine. Danny nodded quickly to Keona at her suggestion, both of them, technically. "Cold." Came his simple answer to the idea of blankets, having almost forgotten his soaked fur clinging to his bones. It was a lot colder outside than inside, with the wind no longer a problem. "Songs are...nice."