He wants to build her a bed. *wiggles eyebrows* XD
Eris had been very diligent about teaching Hrafn the ways of the pack and he was more then willing to learn. Sometimes he felt she would leave things out though to better protect his normally hidden sensibilities but he was fine with that as long as he had a home and a place to work.
Siv quickly noticed him and he nodded when she greeted him in return, never a man of many words. He was glad though that she pronounced his name flawlessly, not many here could, especially the slaves whom seemed almost afraid when they tried to say his name and failed. Hrafn was of course a gentle man though and would ignore the mispronunciation more often then not. When she explained to him the reason why she had the pelt Hrafn frowned, touching the cord of his bow as if readying himself to protect Siv from the harmless fur. She continued talking though so Hrafn was unable to get any words in and instead swayed an ear back, his frown slowly dissipating.
"Hmn?" He voiced, surprised by the quick change in topic as he grabbed hold to the sides of his rope belt, looking down at it with his ears folded back contemplatively. The quiet man didn't quite care how his belt looked or hung on him, he was just more concerned that it held his tools, but if she was offering to make him a proper one he wouldn't turn it down.
"We will make trade of it or it's unfair." Hrafn had in fact been taught woodworking and carpentry by his gruff uncle and could make just about anything with the proper tools. "Do you need things built?" He asked, "maybe bed frame for nice bed." He suggested seriously, for most other minds might find hidden meaning in those words.