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This time she was prepared. This time, she had something valuable to trade for goods, or at least so she thought. After her unfortunate experience with one of the shop keepers, Kiara had learned that in order to get the pretty things in the tents, you had to give something in return. It was like a pack, Noah had explained. If Kiara wanted something, she needed to have something to give. After observing a few trades, Kiara pretty much got the gist of things. Most canine were trading shiny objects and tools that they had made. Kiara couldn't make anything so she had to go for the next best thing.
Kiara had set out early in the morning in search of something she could trade. After about an hour of wandering around Halifax, the snow wolf had come across a building that was fairly run down. Although it's rotting structure managed to support her weight, anyone who weighed more than Kiara would have made the floor collapse. It was perhaps for that very reason why the house hadn't been looted. Inside the young wolf had come across a tarnished silver necklace. Supported by the thin chain was what looked like a lizard with wings. The intricate design of the dragon was enough that Kiara decided to take the necklace with her. Although it wasn't particularly shiny, perhaps someone might like design.
After returning to the festival, Kiara decided to try her luck in some of the stores. Unfortunately for her, there weren't a lot of things to peak her interest. Most of what the luperci were selling was only valuable to other luperci, and Kiara was a normal wolf. Well, normal in her mind. Kiara walked through the street, her large head swinging from side to side as she looked for something to trade for. The dragon necklace hung from her jaw and swung wildly in the air as her head turned. The only other thing Kiara had on her was the wolf pendant Shiloh had carved for her. This, Kiara would never trade, partially because she couldn't get the thing off. Besides that, it was her treasure and the only thing she had to remember Shiloh and Sarian by. The snow wolf had been devastated when they left and she often wished that her friends would return.
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