It was a long, rough time for Trevor. With helping others, and the looks he got that made him feel like he didn't belong in this new land. He tried his hardest to keep it from bothering him, but the down, tired look on his face said otherwise. Spotting an inn, his stomach growled. Surely there would be food, and maybe a well nights rest would be loved. Making his way inside, it looked so warm and welcoming, almost homey. The smells in the air added to the grumbling of his tummy as his ears lowered, a bit hesitant in his walk as he made his way to one of the tables. taking his bad, he placed it on the table his paw on it as he glanced around, hoping it was alright for him to be inside, and sitting down.