"Ah woulda clocked 'im one had I knew." The bartender huffed. "Lil' pooch's quick, Ah'll give 'im tha'..." Turning to the dragon, he petted his head a few times. "Ah'll get ye some fish eh." He said, heading across to the other end of the bar, and out into the kitchen. He brought back a couple of large fish and fed them to Raz.
Mara sighed, finally relaxing. She made sure that Cherri wouldn't fall before heading over to the young, sheepish wolf. She giggled internally at the irony, but kept a simple smile as she looked at her. "Mind if I have a seat?"