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14 Outrageous Outcomes of Ding-Dong-Ditch



Sephira

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Female
gems
23
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
46
player
Fox
12-11-2018, 02:16 PM

Sephira's ears pricked as another wolf appeared on the scene. She seemed to be roughly of an age with the first, and while her coat was natural in color as well, she was far lighter in tone and figure. Sephira raised a brow at her entrance. Ivy, huh? And apparently she was a Ferari too, whatever that meant. Seph gave her a nod of greeting, subtly sweeping her eyes along the other wolves figure. Suddenly, diplomacy maybe didn't seem so terrible.

She turned back to Branch, drinking in his answers and quirking her head a bit to the side as she considered. A helpful, passive perfectly neutral pack? How convenient. She had no reason to believe he was being truthful, but he'd also given her no reason to think him a liar. Maybe it was her own moral standing that made it sound just a bit too good to be true. Eh, not like it was her business anyways. "I can respect that," Sephira mused. "The fight to survive is half the fun. Fyri is young, but we intend to build a respectable pack as well. No marauding unless provoked and all that," she tacked on with a crooked grin.

The prospect of a set trade alliance did pique her interest. So apparently there was a desire to exchange things here, even with the vast surplus that surrounded them. Then again, it wasn't as if she was unfamiliar with greed. Whatever the reason, she was certain Ig would be keen to oblige, and she herself knew there was a certain political power in being able to provide. "That would depend on the terms of this alliance," she began again. "And what you would have to offer us, as well as what your wolves desire most." She shrugged. "My brother and I are new to these lands. We are still familiarizing ourselves with how things are done."

She didn't want to offer up much more than that until she knew what Branch would expect from this arrangement. It was already going better than anyone had any right to expect, regardless. Sephira turned back to Ivy and her smirk broadened. "And speaking of, the hell's a Ferari anyways?"



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