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The start to yet another day of trading began with an argument with a horse. Not any random beast of burden, but one that the female was very intimate with, in that she knew the man whom he shared a bond with. At the beginning of the day, she had every intention of being kind to the shire. Instead of leaving him tethered to the cart, she offered to let him linger by the shop while she was open for business. But even that was an inch taken for a mile when the brute attempted to leave whenever she was in the middle of negotiating a trade. With practice, she had gotten better at bartering but there was such much that she could do when an ill tempered horse saw fit to leave of his own accord. Were it not for her strength and unyielding grip on his mane, it was doubtful she would have been able to bring the damned animal back. But by the afternoon and still playing ‘fetch the horse’, X’yrin was losing her patience.
<[“Please just stop!”] she pleaded for the countless time to the temperamental horse, hoping just like the last few times that some word would get to him. She knew he was intelligent enough to understand her but as her companion had done in the beginnings of their relationship, he refused to speak coherently. He would grunt and huff being careful not to utter anything she would understand and grasp his particular tongue. Perhaps if Saluce had come to check on him everything might have gone a little smoother seeing as how the stubborn fool only wanted to listen to him. Again, he shook his mane in defiance and stood himself right in front of the shop, blocking access to anymore potential patrons. X’yrin was near her end of catering to this behavior, already flexing her claws in preparing to snatch the beast by his nostrils. [“I don’t know what you have against me, but I am growing tired of it. Now please behave. These trades are how you get your food as well.”]
But it was like talking to a wall that didn’t want to shift aside and eventually she could take no more of the antics. So in defeat, she closed her shop early and began to put away the unsold furs. Even though she was frustrated, she took great care with her merchandise insuring none were damaged as she placed them back in the cart. While she put away, she looked almost enviously at the other vender’s still offering their wares without worry of some irritable beast being a nuisance. But it was these looks of envy that turned the woman’s eye to a trotting white form perusing through the shops as if with a purpose. The aura of innocence that endowed the female was almost too blatant to miss. X’yrin found herself laughing softly at the thought as she called out to her friend and packmate. “Kiara!” She lifted a hand to beckon the female over.