#hyuk01

Wow, look at this fine establishment, Inari thought to himself, looking up at the front of it. One of the new kits of his messenger foxes, strapped to his front in a baby carrier, whined unhappily, wanting food. The kit didn’t have great sentence structure yet in his fox language - Vulpian, Inari liked to call it - so she was mostly spouting ‘food’ and ‘give’ and ‘want’. Inari, standing in front of Noona, planned to give the best food that Mount Phoenix could provide. Foxes deserved no less of course, and he didn’t exactly know where the best food the city provided, but a place as pretty as this has got to be a decent choice.  He wordlessly scratched the back of the foxes ear, cooing softly, before striding in. The aircon hit him, and he nodded to the kit’s chittering explanation. He agreed, it was very welcome. The interior was lovely, and it seemed to be one of those places where you couldn’t just sit down, but you had to be ushered.  He came up who seemed to be the most important person, or at least, one of the workers who looked like he had authority, putting on his best smile. “Hello sir, I’d like a table for two please,” he smiled, over the kit who attempted to lick his chin.  @mpxhyuk