what was the favor? i don't want to get in trouble with the clan, especially with a fellow clan member here. keep that in mind please.[html]
The coywolf youth was walking around outside near the borders, trying to clear her head and start the day off correctly. She had been wandering close to an hour, letting the morning sun and fresh air pierce her senses, warming her back and providing her with a quiet mind. It was getting to be time for the trade to be happening, and as she heard the call of a familiar voice somewhere near the borders, she ran back to the mansion as fast as she could, excitment beating within her chest as she gathered up all the things that she and amy had agreed on. The mottled woman placed the bracers Amy requested carefully in her pack, checking to see that they were well oiled and stitched perfectly. They were. Next, she moved to the pegs she had banged into the wall temporarily and inspected the long, dark cloak hanging from them. The cloak was impeccibly made, and lined with rich white rabbit fur. Laying it on the bed, she inspected the stitches, looking for any loose and frayed since she created it. Pleased with finding nothing wrong with her careful handywork, she ran a clean hand over the rabbit fur lining the whole cloak.
A smile graced her womanly features as the soft, clean smell of the fur comforted her. It was indeed beautiful and waterprood, just as the pale dog requested. Running to her desk, she combed her thick, blonde hair with the bone comb she had made, thinking her neatness would make a better impression to the female. Thinking better of it, the woman walked back to her bed and took the bracers out of the pack and placed them into a fur-lined basket made for the occaison, one of two. Carefully she folded the beautiful cloak underneath them, and set the basket on her bed. Slinging the pack onto her back, she grabbed the basket with one hand and walked out into the hallway, heading down the stairs and toward the front enterance. The woman pushed the doors open and walked towards a shady spot she had selected, near a quiet bubbling creak around the back of the mansion, It was very cool in this spot, and she had inspected the meat she set there, inside a basket. It had been there since this morning, but she wanted it to keep cool and good for this trade. Picking up the second basket, she walked towards the borders quickly.
Time passed and she was approaching the spot where she heard the call, yipping to alert the female of her presence. She strode toward the stakes, seeing the pale dog standing tall beside her wagon. Curiously, another clan member was there, otop a horse. Steering clear of the pair, as she still found horses to be intimidating, she walked outside the borders and stood right in front of amy. " Hello Amy, how are you doing today? " The mottled youth questioned politely, with a smile. Setting the baskets down in front of the trader gently, she explained. " Here is your cloak and bracers you requested, as well as the meat. I lined the cloak with white rabbit fur, and it is indeed waterproof from the sping rains. " A smile settled on her features and she waited for the others response, glancing back at the male behind her. Having not met him before, she chose to wait until after the trade was over to greet him and make his aqquaintence. Suddenly the younger female was very glad she had combed her hair, as it flowed in fine, neat ringlets to her waist, the bright blonde shining in the sun.
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