12-01-2011, 06:45 PM
Amy looked at the poor wolf. He was really weak, something she hadn't expected. That meant she'd have to be gentle unless she wanted him to break. Cocking her head to the side she considered his words. I suppose that's to be expected this time of the year. It's not exactly July. Amy didn't care one way or the other, as each season brought certain sales to her. Right now Amy could sell a wealth of furs, clothes, and blankets, items often sold to her in the summer. It was almost like they didn't look ahead.
She strode over to him, examining his form with critical eyes. She was feeling a little cold, but Amy had the option of crawling into a blanket. She'd chosen to come out like this, enjoying the feel of the brief chill in her fur. Don't you have anything to wear? Amy understood that the savages enjoyed running around naked, but if he was cold she thought he'd have the sense to put something on.
She strode over to him, examining his form with critical eyes. She was feeling a little cold, but Amy had the option of crawling into a blanket. She'd chosen to come out like this, enjoying the feel of the brief chill in her fur. Don't you have anything to wear? Amy understood that the savages enjoyed running around naked, but if he was cold she thought he'd have the sense to put something on.