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Io's thin, white gloved digits clasped around the rope that Draugr passed her gently, leaving her other hand free to pet the brown animal absently. She was inexperienced with the caring of common and familiar animals, never mind something as absent from the wilds of Nova Scotia as a llama. But she was sure that between the tribes members they get something out of the creature. Of course, she would work with this creature closely in order to document it (albeit mentally) and it's in and outs. Her mind skirted over the fact that she still needed to collect the tobacco and jugs. 'One moment' she turned to Draugr to say, offering up a bland smile before letting out a coyote esque howl into the distance. Turning to Dra again she smiled, 'It means etcetera, back home'. And it was for one hybrid in particular, Jaroslaw. He'd arrived some few days ago. Since apparently when Jan had been up Magda had expressed her wished to go back to her birthplace to life out her old age. And at a similar time Jaro had come from home with Rafal and then joined Aniwaya. Io was old friends with Jaroslaw and of course, had no qualms about in automatically assuming her home was now his. Especially considering their history. Jaro arrive a quarter of an hour later, saddle bags attached to Gda, his own horse. 'Tobacco, pots, jugs. All here' He said, passing the bag to the younger, Salsolan female. |
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