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Nash gave Vex a pout after waving back to Sonata as his mug was taken away to be refilled, of course that didn't stop him from leaning into the half-embrace. Due to his werewolf nature he was able to keep a supernatural balance on the stool.

Burying his nose in his mate's neck, he inhaled his scent deeply before giving a teasing and quick lick to the skin behind Vex's ear, pulling back to give Vex a coy grin. "I know, but it's probably just a coyote, we'd be fine." He whined out with big puppy eyes. "Besides, you know how much I like to run around on all fours," Nash added with a chuckle.

Nash accepted his own mug with a thank you before taking another sip of the cool water. He smiled at Vex and Sonata's conversation, green eyes bright as they bounced between the raven and the purple haired omega. "It's because you make it with love that make it the best, Sonata," he added in agreement. "Even in the neighboring villages my family sells to, your ale is miles beyond their's. I miss it." He pouted again at the thought, but it was short lasting as the reason made it worth everything.

For a moment their conversation was interrupted by a drunk down the bar from them. Nash's nose wrinkled at the sight and he felt Vex's hold on him tighten, easily leaning against his mate at the sensation. He watched the scene unfold with a taste of disgust, wanting to say something to the drunk but knowing better in his condition. Months ago, however, he wouldn't have let him walk out without at least a black eye.

"I don't know how you put up with it, Sonny," Nash muttered with a shake of his head, voice low enough for those around them not to hear. Shaking his head to get the drunk out of his thoughts, he placed a hand on the slight curve of his belly, above Vex's hand. "Only about fifteen weeks, still early enough to get everything done around the farm."

Nash's head turned in the direction of the door when it opened suddenly, knowing all the regulars were already in the building so whomever it was was probably an outsider.

Sure enough, he didn't recognize the strikingly silver hair and sky blue eyes that peered around the tavern as if he were looking for something. His face seemed expressionless as it scanned the room, right away Nash's eyes avoided the stranger's as if sensing a power there. "Have you seen him before, Sonny?" Nash asked in a low tone, gaze going towards Sonata for a brief moment.

Even the air seemed to shiver at the man's entrance, heavy steps heading towards the bar, stopping beside the drunk that had been flirting with Sonata earlier. Icy gaze landed on the man before going up to meet with the youkai, he motioned the purple haired man over with a nod-- Though his eyes seemed to speak more than his motions. "An ale, please."