The day wasn't over yet, but it was almost, and Skye had been in her house, looking at some things and wondering if they were fit for trade - an old bauble? Dirty clothes? She wondered who may want such things as she put the things she did not need nor use in a pile for trade, and left the rest alone. A fork... she never used utensils to eat, so she put the fork in the pile of things to trade and hoped that there were some more civilized wolves in the world that would care for it.
Before she could add anything else, however, she heard a wild knocking at the door, followed by a voice - Orin's voice. Dropping all activity, she ran to the door, yanking it open and seeing Orin Orin's face was panicked, which in turn caused Skye to panic slightly - behind her was Sky, looking thoroughly confused, as did her Bobcat, as well as a cat could look confused. She looked back to Orin, and heard something about Taliesin - she panicked further.
"Orin, what is it?" she asked sharply, her voice making no room for nonsense or beating around the bush. Her tail was high and her ears were perked, ready to battle danger if need be. She gripped the dagger on the belt on her waist. "What about Tal? Is he in trouble?"
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