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"... I mean, you do not have an armor, you are a knight-in-training?"

He admired the dollar bills, getting a new kind of money wasn’t rare, but this kind? It is.

"Have you nothing better to do, creature?"

"Perhaps you've already answered that question?"

Meanwhille, he was grateful for Red Hood, he ate another apple and planted another seed, in hope to grow another tree.
If it grew, then, he’ll name it after this man.

The dollar bills intrigued him, he wonder if he could trade it?

Maybe for buying another musical instrument.

Or.. Who knows?

Tjut walked into the bar, seeming to be sniffing out the smell of meat.
"Where is it, where is it?" He said underneath his breath.

"I have another idea, Peewit. How about you grow apples for me for autumn and winter. I make alot of dishes. There's double-pay in it for you...."

"For real? I will be paid more? It’s not a joke, huh?

"Peace, Brother-Lieutenant. She is merely a precocious little creature. It is refreshing to see her in this state given how distraught she was during Mathius's absence..."

"Fair enough."

Tjut sniffed his way all the way to the kitchen doorway.
His wolf tail wagged when the scent of meat was even stronger.

His glowing blue eyes fell on the boy "Hello. Can I help you, son?"

Tjut stepped back, startled by Mathius. His ears slicked back against his head.
Oh shit, a human, or what he assumed was a human anyway.

"Uh, hello." Tjut spoke, his tone unsure. Was he speaking the human tongue properly?
Tjut sniffed the air again, "Er, do you have meat? I smell it."

He moved to the realm immediately, being too anxious with those customers.

Those blossom trees caught his attention, while outside of the tavern, he barely saw any trees with a single leaf on it.

But he love exploring, this soon-to-be-a-hero needed that.

"Yes. Lots of it"

His day started pretty well, someone requested his services with the apples.

Deep down, he would love to eat 'one bit', aka, some products, apples are even better when it’s cooked.

He is pretty good at cooking too, but it may be difficult to serve more people at once.

But it’s probably not just humans or dogs this time..

He was still humming.

"Could, uh, I have some?" Tjut's wolf tail was wagging, and almost drooling at the smell of meat. Tjut had to resist just pushing past Mathius to get to the meat he smelled. Tjut knew if he did push him, he'd probably get kicked out of the bar and wouldn't get meat at all, so he remained patient, sort of.

Alethea had ordered a huge beef steak and she only ate a quarter of it when she became stuffed. But then she couldn't help but overhear what Tjut said. She grabbed her plate and went over to Tjut, "If you would like, you can have this? I couldn't eat it all."

Then she offered Mathius a big tip for the beef steak.

Tjut turned his head quickly upon hearing Alethea's offer. His tail started wagging profusely and took the plate. "Ah, thank you, uh... whatever your name is." Tjut said, taking the beef steak off the plate, ditching the plate on the counter and started tearing into it with his teeth, eating at it like a wild animal. He was a half-wolf after all, so it made a lot of sense.

She giggled as she watched him eat, "You're welcome."

He returned in the tavern, observing the trees in the trees from afar.

"In comparaison, this tavern look.. Gloomy.."

He had no ideas that he could create a realm, althought many existed, way before he was even born.