The whiskers on the end of her snout twitched at the sound and the vixen opened her eyes to a squint. Judging by the light coming in it was daytime and going off the loud crash the squirrel was awake. Tilting her head to look across the room towards the chair the white vixen noticed said squirrel was already sitting in the chair in place of the flask which was now out of sight from her perspective apparently shattered on the floor. With the bushtail not moving in any speedy fashion but just sitting in the chair munching on mint Nova didn't make any more efforts to move.
["Ah…by Hellgates that was a stupid thing..."]
Nova flared her nostrils giving off a quite amused snort at the remark and watched the bushtail speak to Eve.
["Well…good morning to you, madam. Thank you for providing me with a chair but I must say...the quality of the wares leaves something to be desired."]
Putting one claw on the edge of the blanket as if ready to remove herself from the bed the white vixen's other claw was wrapped around the hilt of her sword which was still nestled in its scabbard on her belt. Being a non-woodland beast and outside the abbey it really didn't matter where she rested for the night she wasn't letting her blade sit anywhere but by her side. She tensed on side of her mouth pulling her lips around more to the other side of her snout giving an appearance of curiosity "Hi there… Say you know you passed out in the hallway last night right? Hemm err, what were they talking about downstairs anyways? You know, before you took a nap?"
A small grin crept across her face "I'm sorry I haven't introduced us heh heh heh heh. I'm Nova and this, this fine polecat here is…"
The white vixen burst out giggling unable to truly imagine the polecat's reaction to her spilling the (beans) "EEEEEhheheheheheeee."