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Raoth had been rather grumpy when the wagon was stopped so close to the pack. He wanted to get in there where he could rest, and conceivably work on convincing one of the members to undo his chains. Stuck as he was, he leaned against the back of the wagon. The sound of something in the bushes grabbed the coyote's attention. He watched a small male move down, looking over the wagon. A thief. Grinning he moved around, making sure that he was blocking the male from Amy's viewpoint.
The heavily accented dog looked over what Amy had to display. He picked up a sword, swinging it around briefly before shaking his head. Smiling Amy pulled a bright cloth out, a tough brown material with a silky appearance. This is tougher than it looks. Amy proceeded to demonstrate, tugging on the cloth, allowing him to take a pull as well. Pleased with it he laughed, digging around in his stuff to pull out a worn down flute. Considering Amy nodded, exchanging the items.
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