Dingo’s got my baby

Hannibal seemed a bit put out by her refusal of an alliance, but what was a girl to do? She did not know this man and she did not know his pack. The last thing she wanted was to risk allying with a pack of mewling babes. No, she could not risk it. Let them deal more with each other and then decide if they were a complimentary match.

Valkyrie deliberated for a moment and then said, “I will take a bighorned sheep, or a wild ass, whole and intact if you have it, or parted out and preserved...and a sampling of your pack’s native herbs. That, to me, is a fair price for a cheap whore.”

She considered the male before her, noting his unhappy eyes, but not thinking much of them besides fleeting disappointment, and then said, “If this is agreeable, Hannibal, you may take as much time as you need to retrieve the items. Dutch will stay with me for the meantime and be released into your custody once the items are in my possession.”