Wardrobe

Villager: Joey

Zatarin let go of Joey's wing and he gave her an awkward head pat as she leaned on him. His ears folded back and he let out a low growl as the other False-Wyvern landed. "Is this the devil you spoke of? Err- Not a literal devil, mind you. Just an expression." Zatarin kept his focus on the stranger, he didn't notice Joey holding the scorpion because of this.

Zatarin grabbed hold of one of Joey's wings in the spot one might barely consider a hand, and he then pulled her up to her feet. He kept hold of her wing to make sure she didn't fall back over. "I still offer for you to come to my house to sleep it off if you want. Otherwise I shall leave you to your drunken fate, what ever that may hold. I mean, it is 'none of my business' as you say."

Zatarin placed a paw to his chin in thought...Yeah, he has no idea why she was laughing. "Mates? Like, friend? Or lover?" Zatarin scoffed. He cant even imagine anyone wanting to be with Joey. Rude. "Are you worried about them finding you?...Or do you mean it as a good thing?"

"And I don't remember either of my pare- WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING?" Zatarin huffed and glared at Joey. "And who the hell is Derrick?"

"Though now I wonder if you hate your dad from that reaction." Zatarin shook his head and straightened himself up. "Not that it's any of my business anyways." Zatarin looked at the scorpion in his grasp as it wiggled and tried to pinch at him. "Pest." Zatarin held the scorpion up to his mouth then bit it in half. Well, it isn't moving now. It made an awful crunch as he chewed it. "You know, I think spiders taste better." Zatarin felt the tail wrap around his leg and he tugged his leg back some as if trying to make her let go. He flicked the other half of the scorpion at Joey. "Am I going to be stuck putting up with you all night?"

Zatarin gave Joey a most concerned look. "I am not, nor do I want to be, a dad of any kind." Zatarin plucked the scorpion off from Joey when it crawled out and he held it by the tail in his right paw. "Why in the name of all that is holy are you crying? Get it together, man! Uh, I mean, woman!" He contemplated slapping her in the face, but he decided not to. He doesn't want to make her think he wants to fight. Plus that rarely works anyways.

// okay I didn't notice till you pointed it out and now I'm dead //

'Err...Right, sure. As potentially entertaining as it could be, you shouldn't be walking around like this, you know? You wouldn't want to do anything stupid. Either go home or I'll drag you to mine until you're better." Zatarin's ears flattened. After thinking about it he's not sure he'd even want her in his house. She might break something. "What is in your ear then? Which one?" Zatarin inched closer and tried to look in her ears.

// why does that exist xD //

Zatarin tilted himself to the side and his ears flicked. "Implying I don't drink along with smoking. One bad habit is never enough in my case." Zatarin snorted and grinned as he straightened himself up and then he leaned downward and forward to get a closer look at Joey. He bent his front legs in an attempt to kneel "And did you perhaps already have some, or was the odd way of saying that and falling over normal?"