He wore a grim expression when she spoke about their view of the eruption and, of course, the members that had gone missing since before it happened. He nodded solemnly. The same had happened in his pack as well, members missing before the eruption and even now still. "It seems to be a trend these days, wolves abandoning their packs without word..." There was another potential reason....one he wouldn't put past others doing. "Unless there is someone or someone's out there stealing members, but..." Was it wrong of him to think that? Hjarrandi after all, had a slave market. There was no telling if all of them were rogues or if they'd been pack members before their capture. He didn't know how the newer pack Ashen worked, either. But considering Hannibal's past with slaves and the fact he was practically the slave master in his nephews former pack, he didn't doubt they were stealing wolves from all over, too.
That aside, she complimented the trinket they offered her and it warmed him some that she thought so. He worked hard to try and make the best crafts he could, and he was getting better with each one. His own armor and weapons he had crafted himself, and they were no shoddy pieces of work. "Thank you," He dipped his head to her in thanks as well before her description of her den and the bit of history behind it drew his attention. Black marble struck through with silver and gold? That seemed like something remarkable and he no doubt wanted to see it and perhaps even craft a piece of it, but he wouldn't dare request to intrude on her privacy for a piece of it. Maybe he'd be able to find something similar closer to home. After all, if the marble wash was white with gold veins, perhaps there were other variations hidden around somewhere. He'd make note to dig a little deeper after he got back home. Maybe better exploring the lands around where he lived would reveal things he hadn't noticed before...
"Thank you, you're very kind." He offered a small smile at her thanks and her mention of his kids manners. "I've tried my best to raise them since they were kits and it certainly has been quite the interesting journey." He had, after all, raised them since they were barely a couple of months old. It amused him to know that he raised a couple of fox cubs before raising his actual wolf kids, but the experience certainly prepared him a lot better for the kids he had now. When she mentioned trade and alliance, however, he perked up. He watched as she spoke to her companion in a language he wasn't familiar with before answering her, "Yes, of course I'm interested," Perhaps they could work out a deal that would favor and help them both... "Yes you may," He moved so that she could access the sled he had and even brought the bags his kids wore closer, too. Opening up the bags and removing the cover he had on the sled, he showed her what he had available. "These are things we've found, collected, or crafted. From fresh meat caught and prepared in the North to skins and trinkets and even a couple crafted pieces of armor and weaponry that I made myself. Herbs, parts of prey or predator to craft your own...even metal that I've gathered from our territories and the nearby mines. I'm sure those can be shaped into whatever your heart desires though I'm working on finding easier ways to form the metal." Fire of course, hadn't come to mind quite yet. And he had a lot more there, but those were just a few things worth mentioning so far.
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