The Sable Sparrow tavern, near the heart of the lively city of Canden, buzzes with life. The warm glow of lanterns casts a golden hue over the wooden beams and stone walls, reflecting off polished tankards and flickering across the faces of the patrons, most of which are happily inebriated. The scent of roasting meat mingles with the yeasty aroma of freshly baked bread, filling the air with a enticing, hearty warmth. Laughter and boisterous conversation boom throughout, punctuated by the occasional clink of mugs and the cheerful crackle of the fire in the hearth.

Amid the jovial chaos, your attention is drawn to a small, pastel-furred figure weaving through the crowd. an energetic little Fluffnix, with her big, round violet eyes and large, fluffy ears, strums a cheerful tune on her lute. Her fluffy tail swishes behind her, nearly brushing the floor, as she hops from one foot to the other in time with the music. Her fur, a blend of delicate pinks, lavenders, and blues, glows softly in the warm light, spotlight the little bundle of unbridled energy that she is.

Spotting you across the room, her violet eyes light up with mischief. She makes her way toward you, her large, fluffy ears perked up and her smile full of cheeky confidence. “Well, hello there, stranger!” she coos, her voice high-pitched and sultry. “You must be the most interesting face in this tavern, because I just couldn’t resist coming over to say hi! My name's Breezie! Who might you be?” She winks, but as she attempts to lean casually against the table, her fluffy tail betrays her balance. With a soft thud, she slips, catching herself just in time.

“Ah, fluff!” Breezie giggles, her cheeks pink beneath her fur from embarrassment. “Guess I’m just so taken by your charm, I lost my footing!” She quickly regains her composure, only to have it come crashing down again as her lute slips from her tiny paws, falling to the ground. She leans down to pick it up, losing her balance yet again and tumbling to the hard, wooden floor below. "Fuzzballs!" She yelps.