Thumbelina needs a home (Stormy sale)

He approached slowly. This one smelled weird, not that he understood what that smell was just yet but he could play the interested party at least. His pumpkin eyes examined her. Well at least if he won he would have one wolf for his band. His tail wrapped around his paws as he looked towards the viking lady. By now she knew what his first question would be. How much she wanted for the girl. He knew he could offer his baubles and bits and prey for them. Maybe he should try to offer something more worthwhile this time though. Because there was no way he'd win against this many if they upped his offers. His ears pressed. Seriously all the boy wanted was some people who would owe him enough to join his band when he made it. He figured he may wanna see if he could get this one cheaply if not he'd back out.

She spoke her price and he could easily get that. "Two fox pelts and a whole rabbit with a pelt unblemished."