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Chou pushed the Noel off. "I DO NOT need any flower!" She stalked past the innkeeper and lept up onto one of the chairs at the table. Her grabby little paws stealing a fresh piece of bread from the table.

Sebastian slowly walked back to the dining room. He watch Noel attempt to get Chou to listen to rules, and he was even kind enough to offer her food, even with her horrid screeching.

The pink-haired twilif cupped his mouth with his hands and whispered to Noel, with a short yank on his robe to get attention. "She has a flower.... over there."

Chou's yellow ears twitched and she whirled in spot, dropping the slice of bread in her fury. "WHAT!? You call yourself my henchmen and then you go follow rules.... WHAT ARE YOU THINKING SEBASTIAN?!" And Chou was off out into the garden, without the bread. But she was not far from the inn. She would seek sweet revenge. Her laugh echoed out from under the garden bridge.

(( Hahaah.... Chou is like a troll! xD; ))

Sebastian shook his head and smiled, taking the bread from Noel. "She is probably long gone. She gets huffy and angry and jets." He took a nibble out of the corner of the slice. The honey tickled his tongue. "Mmmm, May I eat the bread?" Sebastian made a mental note to find Chou later, after he explored the inn.

Serenity stood up and took a deep breath. The rock had left her bottom sore and somewhat numb, but more refined seating was somewhat unavailable on the dusty travelers' road. She was far from her home, and as she closed her eyes to the golden sun, she saw in her mind's eye the meadow outside her palace home, bathed in the dappled pinks and purples of the sunset. Turning her head, she cast the image back into her memory and willed away the homesickness it had brought.

In a moment of panic she looked down and opened her fingers. The moonflower she had picked up the previous night lay between her fingers, slightly wilted from its separation from it's mother-root and the hours of her grasp. She had taken it from the dust of the road after seeing the rut of a wagon wheel having cut a furrow in it's stem. Taking a deep breath, she gently wrapped her fingers around the blossom and looked around. Memory of her travel through the night brought a yawn from deep within her and she drew her hand to her mouth to stifle it. An inn would be the best course of action for the moment, though she had not seen any during the previous day or night. Stretching her back discreetly, she turned and continued down the road.

Grass insects sang their day-songs in the camouflage of the grass on either side of the road and it lightened Serenity's step to hear. She passed a side road and thought nothing of it until she had almost passed it by. Tilting her head to look back, she saw a small cottage almost secluded by the trees and foliage from the road. She pulled in a hopeful breath and started down the smaller path. The tall grass swayed in the light breeze and she felt a smile grow at the small 'Inn' sign. She paused before twisting the handle and looked down at herself. She shook her dress and hair to dislodge some of the dust, but bit her lip at how much remained. Hopefully the owner would not judge her based on her disheveled appearance. Twisting the knob, she passed under the doorway.

It was cooler inside, away from the sun's rays, and she immediately smelled food. A small picture of a flower was pinned to the front of the desk and she noticed a bright pink twilif and man in blue and silver attending to him. She cleared her throat discreetly and stepped over to the desk. "Hello, I'd like to stay for a bit, if there's room?"

Serenity blushed furiously and looked down. "Oh my, thank you. A flower..." She opened her hand to the dying moonflower and lifted it to the desk. She hadn't known what she could do with it when she took it, discarding it in the dust seemed too cruel for something so beautiful, even if it was dying. She probably would have buried it, but the innkeeper seemed a more dignified fate. "Here, I have...this." She laid it across the guest book and looked up, dislodging her thoughts to smile. "May I ask if there is washroom? I'm am a bit...dusty from travel." Her hands fluttered over her dirty dress.

Fidda woke in a very well scented room. She smelled it before she even opened her eyes. It smelled wonderful in this room. She stretched and wondered how long she had been asleep. After taking another look around she got up and flew downstairs to see who else might be here. She didnt see anyone in the main room so she flew around until she spotten Noel and went to land on his shoulder so she wouldnt overwork her wings trying to stay still in mid air.

"Hello" She looked over and finally noticed the other Constellation that was with him and smiled at her

Rylia smiled at Eve, but Raisel didn't seem to be answering her. She couldn't wait any longer sadly and looked back at Eve. She wasn't sure what meat was, but she would find out when she tasted it right? "Come?" she said smiling as she walked back inside towards the kitchen.
((sorry because I'm confused about what to do Dx ))

Serenity nodded to a winged constellation as she passed out the door in the back of the room, cursing herself at such bad manners, but rationalizing that remaining covered in dirt any longer was just as impolite. Moving down the hallway, she noticed the array of flowers on the other doors. Was it just chance that there was one with a moonflower, or did the innkeeper work some sort of magic over it? Resolving to ask about it, she stopped in front of the door with the moonflower and pushed it open.

The room was small, but quaint, with all the necessaries, and Serenity eagerly moved into the bathroom. She tried to bypass the mirror and ignore how terribly dirty she had let herself become. The bathroom was like the bedroom, quaint, with a small window up high. Gathering the light from the rays filtering in, she pulled a robe about herself as she pulled off her clothes to wash them. A short while later, she had her garments strung up around the room wherever she could find a holding for them. Satisfied, she stood at the door and admired the decoration her clothing made as the sunlight shone through the wet fabric. Tucking a small bottle of soap into her pocket, she slipped out the door.

Finding her way though the inn to the back was a bit difficult, but she finally found herself crossing a small bridge over a miniature river slipping through the tall grass. She looked down into it and smiled, this was certainly a place she could stay a while. Making her way out of the meadow, she passed into the hot springs area and entered the women's area, which was empty. Indulging in a yawn after the door latched behind her, she let the robe dissolve into the light and caught the bottle of soap before it fell. Releasing a sigh as she dipped into the water, she submerged her hair once and began to wash.