A Ferret's Place in Life

27 December 2017

12:24 Muggs clambers up onto a table, the ferret going after a table full of scones and pastries.

12:29 Gyro Feather wanders on in, and then casts a disaproving eye at the ferret, the only creature he notices in here at the moment. What a display of uncivility, standing on the table like that.

12:37 Muggs is simply to small to not stand on the table and attain food. And hes clean! Well, not any more dirty than any other creature! However he was getting crumbs all over the place, due to the rather large amount of scone he was shoving in his mouth.

12:48 Gyro Feather walks over to a nearby table and takes a seat at it, after having grabbed a drink from the bar. He watches the display with a morbid curiosity as he sips on his drink. "You could have just gotten one of the high chairs. The keep em around for creatures such as yourself."

12:50 Muggs raises his eyebrow at the bird. The ferret was in fact quite small, about the size of an actual ferret. He swallowed his bite of scone. "I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be able to move one of those if I tried. Plus, I would have to climb on the table to grab the scones anyways, so even if I could, I don't think there would be a point in it."

12:54 Gyro Feather wanders over there and grabs what he thinks to be the tastiest looking scone there. He has to stand up on top of one of the seats to reach, and put his front legs on the edge of the table, but he manages it all the same. "I suppose so, and I guess the mice occasionally end up on the table as well."

12:57 Muggs eyed the gryphon. "Well, ether way, a bit of dirt is good for you. Strengthens the immune system. Plus look at you, your spreading stuff as well. People need to give us short creatures break. Though lets just hope those mice bath enough, I've seen a few that I don't want near my food."

13:00 Gyro Feather nods his head at that. "Hopefully so, though I think one or two might avoid doing so, just to avoid being on the menu. And hey, I'm not spreading anything. I'm not walking and hopping all over the table," he protests, taking a bite of his scone, letting a couple crumbs spill onto the wood.

13:03 Muggs shrugs, the otter cuffing his paw against the table. "I'm perfectly clean. Well, I might have gotten a bit of stuff on my paws coming in here, but I just cleaned off." He grimaced, "Actually, thinking about it, floors can be pretty dirty. I should be fine though. What else am I going to do, sit on the floor and get stepped on?"

13:13 Gyro Feather clenches his beak and nods at the ferret. "Well...I mean about a quarter of us walk around on all fours...I'm not sure there's a way to fix that. Though, they do provide some claw wipes if you ask your waitress." He takes a long swig of his drink. "Or the alcohol should kill everything."

13:18 Muggs nod nods, "Well thats true. Double the feet, double the germs. Not really how it works, but something like that. I bet they wipe down that tables. And most people use plats anyways." The ferret looked awkwardly were he had been eating his scone. There were only crumbs, no plate, "As long as its reasonable for them to a plate of course. But my immune system is by far better than most." He puffed himself up slightly.

13:27 Gyro Feather upturns the edges of his beak as he finishes his scone, and then drops a claw down on Mugg's tail, holding it down against the edge of the table. "Oh? So are you saying you're perfectly disease free?" He asks, giving the edge of his beak a lick, and leaving a sheen of drool in its wake.

13:34 Muggs gave a start at the gryphons sudden movement, the ferret trying to flick his tail out of his grasp. He looked at the avian, brown furrowed in confusion, "Yes, thats exactly what I'm saying. My immune system was basically designed to not be susceptible to any form of virus. Why?" He motioned down at his trapped tail, "Oh, and you know you got my tail, mind moving your talon?"

13:38 Gyro Feather gives a shake of his head, and grins even wider now. "Let you go? but you just told me that you were disease free, and well, you're also the perfect size for a treat. I do like a bit of meat that wont get me sick." The gryphon leaves his talon on the tail, and scrapes backwards, tugging Muggs over till he's right in front of him, and left looming over the ferret.

13:43 Muggs reached down, tugging at his tail, even as he was pulled backward, "Okay, that's not what its about though!" He tugged harder, to no avail, "I'm not food. I'm uhhhhh, worth a lot of money!" Thats what most creatures wanted, right? At least the ones unlike him. He felt a strange feeling welling up inside him, it made him want to run, hide, do something. He had nothing he could do to stop this! He would have to talk. And stay calm. "Okay, okay, I know you might be hungry, but the're plenty of other things to eat."

13:47 Gyro Feather begins to lift up the creature by his tail, and brings the fur up to his beak. He takes a long lick up across it and considers the flavor. There's a loud purr that comes from his chest as they tickle across his tongue. Yes he'd do- RING RING RING. Suddenly there's a noise coming from the bag slung over his side. He drops the tail from his claw and curses. "Damn it...blasted appointment. You're lucky this time you little thing," he growls, before darting off out the door.

13:50 Muggs lays on the table, the ferret still looking rather concerned. Well, that saved him? He should make note to avoid the gryphon. Or at least carry some way to defend himself or deter the avian. But that odd feeling was fading away, and calmly he got up and began to assault the pastries. As if nothing had happened.