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09-26-2019, 04:17 PM
Cannival spoke of claiming some land, and Willoughby would wonder if a lion could do such a thing in this very apparent wolf land. though the woman was not against such ideas, she could understand some panic if a lion's lair was discovered. especially near a pack's land. "yes" however, she replied quiet brightly to the offer to visit "I am too much of a vagabond to claim land, but I have heard of groups that wander here in Boreas. perhaps one of them will put up with me?" she giggled, though her joy was quick to turn to ash. the lioness explained that it appeared normal, the market, until she revealed the cause for alarm. Willoughby gasped lightly, shocked and disgusted despite her very neutral nature. they sold wolves? not just wolves but other species, according to Cannival. how... how vile. she valued her freedom above all else, and the thought of it being taken away by another... not only her own freedom but the countless that had been sold at that marketplace, was precious to her. even if she knew not their names or faces. everyone should have a choice. "that is truly disturbing" the woman closed her eyes, gladdened she had been warned. "what are the names of these people? are they a group or... are they rogues?" Bee asked gently, hoping not to rile up her new friend but also needing to know for her safety. 3/3 navigation (fern gully) 3/3 met someone new (cannival) |