Luka ran down the halls…late for what was supposedly an important meeting, a potential important job and fun adventure…late! Skidding to a halt at the main doors to what must have been the meeting chamber, and completely disregarding the frantic yells of guards and servants alike, she raised a leg and kicked the doors down. Side doors, apparently not the main door doors…”Greetings, all! I [b]will[/b] pay to have your doors fixed…!” Letting out a chuckle, stepping over the downed door..."I swear you this, I will pay for the repairs."

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[u]Three Hours Previous[/u]

Skender left his Lord Vintair, after much listening and discussing of a quest…and of course, since Vintair was the one to bring it up, the closeted shapeshifter must attend to this quest! HE MUST! Leaving down the halls, then the building, he immediately assumed the form of…a fluffy, blue silkie rooster.

“Mister rooster, mister rooster!” Just then, a small child ran up and scooped him up in her arms, running over to one of the guards, “Daddy, look! A big, fluffy rooster!” The small girl smiled, holding up the rooster to show her father, who in turn reached down to ruffled her hair.

Oh me, oh my~?

[u]One Hours Previous[/u]

Sitting on the little girl’s lap as ties many a small bows of pink ribbons in his feather, Skender took the time to just relax his (only slightly) healed up (and now transformed) body…and reflect on life as a chicken.

[u]At Present[/u]

Skender returned to his human form once he managed to lose the little girl, and made his way to the meeting spot. “Forgive me for my lack of timekeeping.” Apologising with a slight bow to Lord Haklo, the shapeshifter absentmindedly removed yet another pink ribbon from his short golden hair.