Re: Odd Folk (Courage Wolf and Hentaispider) GMed by sturm
Joey, reacting to her prodding wake up call, by prodding in turn, taught their hostess something quite annoying about her plant based guest. That she could poke back, without ever waking up, or even moving, her vines reaching out to return every poke and prod, while Joey curled up into a tighter ball, and flailed her arms weakly, quite used to sleeping in as late as she pleased, having always been that when she was alone, and certainly not accustomed to the idea of someone waking her up unless it was with a panic at an intruder. If the barmaid persisted, she soon find joey, bolt upright, gripping her tightly in her vines as she looked around wild eyed for wolves or bandits or those lizard things, before remembering she wasn't in her spring, and relaxing a little.
Tucking into the light breakfast with a vengeance, Joey was almost completely, and blessedly, silent, for the duration of the meal, simply humming a simple tune to herself.