WC:194
The male had brought his haul with him, book, furs, meats and human tools that he had found along the way of his life. He was willing to give it all up, all up for stuff to make the pack den warmer for pups that might be blessed upon the pack soon or even softer for the member to lie upon, the shifted male looked back to his dark coated mare, the one he had caught wild and had been working with.
Though now he lived in a very primal pack he stored the mare outside of the lands, for when he needed to get away from the pack and demanded so very selfish time to him-self. The male would not put extra pressure upon the mare, she was already hauling the wooden cart that was nothing but logs that had been wrapped together in leather stings, it held the goodies he had with him to trade.
Seeing the tents the male smiled so the rumor where true. There was a trade show in town and everyone was humping in on the travelers in order to meet new people and to get some goods.
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