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Here she was again. Summoned by a lone howl. Her emptied out some few days ago in readiness, held a plethora of herbs and jewels to complete the trade. Saffron followed beside her, struggling to catch up with her mistress. Odessa was certain she was carrying a litter now, the date of their arrival was still some ways off, but since she had no idea of what date she was taken on she could only wait and watch carefully. But for now, the medic supposed it would be fine to allow her free rein of the territory.
She spotted the girl on the borders in no time at all. She first saw the cart, a sturdy thing that would working harmony with the second one Salvia had spoken off. Two carts was, of course, better than one. Horses surrounded the woman, the medic assumed that the large creature pulling the cart would be hers. A strong, sturdy beast. Then she saw the pelts, one snowy white and the other a burnt orange colour, with stripes as black as night. From what creature it had been pulled from she didn't know, but the creature must have been a truly splendid sight, adventive undoubtedly, for she had seen nothing even similar to it in Canada. 'Morning' she commented dryly.
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