We come offering our souls.
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OCC: Anyone is free to jump in, come get your character some stuff :3

Two figures stood still with the emotionless expression that came with the deep concentration, they were only observing the owned lands that lay ahead in the distance. Their mounts snorted in a nervous gesture as the scent of the strangers filled their noses trills. “Easy there”. Aura said with a calming voice as her blood colored eyes remained in the invisible line that separated them from the nearby pack lands. After a minute she finally commanded horse and their trading wagon forward to neutral lands getting closer and closer to the unknown.

“What do you think sister?” Turning toward her smaller sibling the dark wolfess asked, there was something in that pack scent that warned her, repeating that it was dangerous, over and over again inside her head, but the hybrid’s trader instincts suggested the contrary pushing her forward to get closer and howl for the leadership attention.” Looks good enough to try…” Caedis blue eyes shined with confidence as she dismounted her horse and gave a few steps toward the border being followed by her sister. “Well then.” With a slight nod Aura leaned back raising her muzzle to the air and let out a loud howl, a clear invitation for anyone that would hear and a declaration of peace introducing herself as a non-dangerous visitor.
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hey there Smile

Kaoru twitched at the call, more wild than he was used to. He recoiled, and Isabella straightened from the mash of pine needles. Her fingers were covered in the evergreen color, and she brushed it off on the rag the slave offered her. She had heard the call, alright, but it made her frown. It was unknown and it was not something she like. Salsola was weary and wary of strangers, and few boded well that came without a recommendation. She herself had come because of her knowing someone in the pack, and the then-King, to boot. Few dared come upon the borders without someone having introduced them, or having suggested they come. So who was here to bother the Thistle Kingdom?


In the packlands, Isabella did not carry a weapon, and Kaoru was not permitted one simply because it was stupid to give a slave a knife. Their things would be undisturbed here, as she had only begun to make the pulp and it was easy enough to backtrack for the mortar and pestle. She would find any who stole from her and punish them soundly, or bribe a higher up to return it. Ducky grazed nearby, happy to be out of the stables and grazing carelessly. But a quick jump and the woman was mounted on the horse. "Get on," she told her slave, who hopped up behind her. She did not want him injuring himself with a run, especially when he was so pretty as he was.


What they found, though, made her frown even more. Kaoru dismounted and walked to the side of his mistress. Isabella was tall, and exuded the air of mystery she wore so well. There was haughty grace, too, as she looked at the pair and their things. Quite a lot of things. "Can I help you, Madames?"

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The weighted steps of a horse apparently carrying something or someone on its back alerted the traders of someone approaching. Aura was a prideful female, she disliked to submit to a complete stranger, but her years of wandering and trading have taught her to keep a low profile every time she and her sister visited a foreign territory.

She lowered her head slightly and perked her ears back against her skull keeping her body straight with pride but still showing the needed submission. The strangers appeared after a brief moment of silence, a female with quite a majestic looking and a male which submissive posture suggested that he was of a low rank or a simple slave.

The brown-haired female spoke first asking if she could help them, Aura tilted her head at one side offering a polite smile to the wolf that was evidently annoyed by their presence. “My name is Aura tenebris, and she is my sister Caedis”. Presenting herself and then her lighter sister, the red-eyed hybrid then pointed at the wagon that rested behind them. “We have come looking for a good trade Ma’am, is there anything between our stuff that might be of your liking. Perhaps an adornment for yourself?" Aura moved at one side turning her body toward her merchandise, stretching her arm toward the wagon in a clear invitation for the gypsy to take a closer look.
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Isabella merely nodded at the introductions, knowing that there was little reason for her to give her name, real or not. She was on her own pack's lands and these were strangers. It was polite to give her name, but there was nothing sweet about Isabella to begin with. "Chihana, and this is my cousin," she said with a smile, letting some level of innocence flow into her words as she relaxed her posture. Anything to make it seem truthful, the woman glanced at her cousin, smiling lightly at him with a firmness in her eyes. The white slave looked up at her, then looked at the pair of sisters, with a meek smile. He knew what his mistress wanted; for him to assume a role. "Kaoru, not like horses much," he explained, shying carefully away from Ducky despite the mare's placid nature.


She sighed, then shook her head genially. "He was born in a different place, strange accent, isn't it? Our fathers are brothers, or cousins; hard to tell. "The lies flowed off her tongue with strange ease; she was more accustomed to omitting the truth than telling various lies. The women offered their cart for inspect, for trade. Isabella's back straightened as she dismounted, holding onto the reins herself to keep up the pretense that the other male was her cousin. What the woman didn't know wouldn't hurt them. "I trade in oils, dried flowers and herbs, and seeds," she said flatly, knowing that not many liked any of those things. And adornments? She did not need more gold and silver, especially with the two necklaces around her neck and the ring on her finger from Sirius. "I can send my cousin for any of those if you're interested." The woman raised her brows in questioning, fingers tightening on the mare's reins.



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