21st January 2012 . 10.30am . Market Area . Optime Form
He'd slept fitfully last night, for a varieties of reasons. He'd felt a certain anxiety about leaving Ichika again, unsure of how long he would be staying at the festival. It was too good an opportunity to pass up, for trade and to put down some solid connections with other packs. He wanted to find some other healers to make some connections with others who might be able to help him in the future if he ever needed it. The noise from the festival, and the combined noise created by the packs gathered, had been so loud that it had taken him ages to even relax enough to get to sleep. They'd been in their new den for just a matter of days, but he and Nayru made little to no noise when it was time to sleep. He'd gotten used to the quiet stillness that permeated most of Ichika no Ho-en.
He'd woken early this morning, his eyes still tired and his mind a little groggy. He'd been more than grateful for the ice cold plung in the near frozen lake that the festival had been set up beside. His run had been short, although he'd almost reached the old territory of Dahlia de Mai before he'd realised where he was going and turned back. His fur was dry by then and he was a little more alert. He'd swung by the corral to find Hermes and had found the stallion more than happy. He'd spent a few minutes making a fuss of the stallion before he'd moved on. Today would be the day that people started setting up routes of trade and Saul was curious to see what would happen.
Green eyes were bright as he moved towards the area that most people had chosen to set up their various wares. He moved slowly, taking his time as he took note of the various items on the outskirts of the trading area. He didn't have anything specific in his mind that he wanted other than medicinal herbs and oils that others might have. But he could see things that he wanted, see things that he would like to have. His own bartering wares were on the simple side- his own skill with wood carving would serve him well here, as well as the pelts, bones and various nicknacks he'd picked up on his way back to Ichika that he would be able to use. He moved forward, eyes darting around as he spotted a blonde female close by with lots to sell.
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