Wheelin' and Dealin'

They weren't left waiting long before the alpha from the battlefield approached them, introducing herself as Shaye. Artur drew himself up with the full dignity his gangly sharp-edged yearling form could afford him. "I am Artur Adravendi, and these are my siblings Geoffrey and Viviane. We are apprentices in Valhalla." And that was the easy part. Artur didnt take a deep steadying breath, as much as he wanted to, to keep from betraying his nerves at the high stakes they were playing with. He had to get Geoffrey and Viviane training. It was his duty. The Abaven alpha had to agree. "With our only trained healer occupied, my siblings have been unable to get training in the healing arts, so Aurielle has sent us to Valhalla's allies in the hopes of trading for training. I was sent as protection, and to offer my services as a warrior and hunter to your pack as part of any possible trade agreement." He cut his gaze over to his siblings, offering them the stage. No doubt Geoffrey or Viviane would be better at the haggling bits than he was.