09-21-2012, 01:21 PM
She was late. Amy had decided to go out hunting the one she'd traded with, angry that her end of the bargain hadn't been upheld. Vladislava was going to pay for that. Perhaps a couple large scars across her body. She had probably thought she was being clever, trying to back out and avoid paying Amy for what she had given her. The merchant wasn't about to let that happen. Lucias was tucked safe in the wagon, napping, as the furious female carefully tracked down the russian wolf.
Spotting her up ahead Amy barked, a deep noise that demanded attention. Amy wasn't close enough to speak yet, but her voice echoed ahead, reaching the canine long before Amy would. The throwing knives were touched casually, ready to use them if she attempted to run. Entering into a close enough range to start speaking Amy's words came out, each one razor sharp. Vladislava I traded with you in exchange for you bringing me the metal polish and news of the slave in a month's time. It has been longer than that!
Spotting her up ahead Amy barked, a deep noise that demanded attention. Amy wasn't close enough to speak yet, but her voice echoed ahead, reaching the canine long before Amy would. The throwing knives were touched casually, ready to use them if she attempted to run. Entering into a close enough range to start speaking Amy's words came out, each one razor sharp. Vladislava I traded with you in exchange for you bringing me the metal polish and news of the slave in a month's time. It has been longer than that!