Trades and Trips

Skye Collins · 07-01-2011, 10:03 AM

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The female had been in her garden, tending to the flowers, when her ears picked up the sound of a wolf faintly howling. The howl was familiar - Niro Takekuro - and it rang out loud with the feeling of business. Excited, the female leapt to her feet and jogged over to where she heard the howl, eager to get more trade and business flowing in the pack. So far only she and Bangle had been doing much trading, but she had been trying to get the others to do so as well - her and Bangle have been trading enough for an entire pack. She was tired lately, and glad that Niro had come to her.

When she saw the mohawked man, she let out a smile. On his back was a satchel that seemed to be overflowing with items, and she knew that her guess that he had been coming with a proposition for trade was right. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor, and alongside his satchel, he also had two other things with him. One was his spectacular golden eagle, Marahute. She looked terribly sad, however, and she noticed that her wing was slightly off-kilter. She felt bad for it; birds were such wonderfully graceful creatures in the sky, and if one couldn't fly, she thought it might be like if one day she woke up without any legs.

The other creature was in a cage; it was a pigeon. The birds were common around Cercatori d'Arte, although Skye thought of them as sort of a pest; they always tried to eat her plants and berries, and she constantly had to shoo them away. She thought that maybe she'd acquire a cat to scare them away. But she didn't feel or show any hostility towards Niro's birds, and she smiled at the man; he seemed much more at peace than when she last saw him.

"Hi, Niro," she said "How have you been? And what brings you to Cercatori d'Arte today?"

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