Exton

Mya watches all the action from her perch high in the rafters. She has a cozy spot in a garland of fragrant flowers with large soft leaves, perfect for sleeping. She sees Star and Erik go upstairs and thinks about settling in for the night herself. But the band is still playing and she decides to watch the door a bit longer. When the music was finished the tavern would be quieter and it would be easier to rest.

Mya watches as the crowd starts to thin. Then she sees Ron, one of the shifter crowd, come back in. He had just gone out a few minutes ago. He also seems to be carrying something cradled gently in his hand. Her curiosity piqued, Mya starts to flit down from the beams, never taking her eyes off Ron. As she gets closer she sees Ron turn towards Monty and when they speak, Monty starts to look very concerned.

Mya lands on Montys shoulder and looks down. “Oh No!! Miko! Miko hurt. Mya get Truant...”

Mya races to the back door, where Truant and some of his friends had camped out to help keep watch on the back door.

She hovers close and sticking her fingers in her mouth whistles, loud and high pitched. Truant and several other demifae startle, wondering what is wrong.

“Truant! Come quick! Miko hurt bad...” and Mya races back to Monty, Truant right behind her.

Monty takes Miko to the back room and placing a clean dish towel on the table lays Miko gently down.

Mya, Truant and several other demifae swarm in and circle Miko. Questions are asked fast and furious with Ron answering as best he can. 'No, I didnt see what happened. Yes, he was on the ground. No, I didnt see anyone. No, there was no hatpin by him that I saw. Yes, I brought him directly in and to Monty.”

Truant turns to Mya, “Go get Keon. He will know what to do.”

Mya pauses, she had seen Keon go upstairs with Cassie some time ago. Truant stomps his foot, impatient with her hesitation. “Go! Now!”

Mya quickly rises and flies out of the room and up the stairs. She goes directly to Keons door and tries knocking. Ohh... cant hear Mya.... Her eyes catch sight of the knocker. She goes to it and uses all her strength to lift it and lets it drop. She repeats the process and then flits to the door knob and jumps up and down on it, making it rattle loudly.

The door opens a crack and Mya flits up, hoping to be eye level with whoever opened the door. Her agitation is obvious and Keon opens the door a bit further. “What has ye so addled Mya?”