Wardrobe

Villager: Sun

He overheard the canine's last words, beforehand, but did not dare to speak of that. He got down to business. "Yes, sir. I can easily get information from rivals, and jet back in a flash- unharmed." 'And, I have fighting skills, that is if I need them,' He thought to himself.

He nodded, and stood up straight. "That's my name, sir." He bowed politely. Even though sly, he was respectful towards higher-ranks among him.

He narrowed his eyes, seeing the figure up head. Ears folded in caution, he slowly walked forward, keeping a collected expression through it all.

The kitsune wandered up the streets, unsure of where to exactly go. He dared not to speak, keeping some part of seclusion to himself. He'd hope to find who he was looking for.

Valorie smiles kindly at Sun, happy to see a familiar face around here. "Ahh, hey Sun!~"

"You better take care of Sasha dandelion."

"Right now nothing really surprises me." He chuckled. "Ohhh, so you're one of those people who are like "looks like a cinnamon roll but could kill you"?" The gembound smirked.

"Aren't you a little too adorable for a mob boss?" The gembound chuckled.
//Sun's paintie is still probably one of my favorite painties I've ever done omg

"Believe me i don't want him around either. Sasha insisted."

"I hope you know that Stephan is moving into the village."