Wheel and Deal

*Iolaire* · 11-17-2019, 10:02 AM

Snow dipped paws moved quietly over the strange, desolate landscape. This place was mighty odd. Strange bits of a forgotten past jutted from the ground. The acrid stench of metal still tinged the air. Iolaire found her nose wrinkling more than once as she combed the old battlefield. How could one tell that it had been a battlefield? From the fragments of bone that still littered the ground. The woman was careful where she stepped, lest she slice open her soft, blue pads.

The woman had brought her cart along with her. It was empty and thankfully rolled fairly easily. She had greased the spokes with ox fat so that they might move without friction. It wasn't a large cart which was fine, considering she was far from being a large wolf. She'd constructed the harness with strong, thick vines. They rested comfortably across the small fae's chest.

In the center of the field, Iolaire shrugged out of the harness. She would leave it here as she explored the landscape. There was one thing in particular that she was looking for, but was hopeful that she might find other useful items as well. In moments she came across an old metal helm. Rolling it around to give it a thorough look, the dame decided that it would hold water quite well. Taking it between her teeth, she chucked it into the back of the wagon. What else would this treasure trove reveal?

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