over under over under

Tyrian's ears picked up the sound of approach just as he finished tightening up the knot that would end up bring the base of his braid. He set down the loosely tangled leather mass and turned to look at whoever was approaching him. It was someone he'd never met before and the stranger smelled strongly of Abaven. Instantly his thoughts went to Rhythm and his mood soured a little. Ah well, it wasn't like it was this man's fault Rhythm had decided to go to that pack.

Oh hell yes he wanted to trade! Simple braids like this were easy so this would no doubt be one of the easiest meals he'd ever brought home. He smirked up at the man and said, "Hell yeah I'll take you up on that! Pull up a dirt patch." He tossed the knotted leather piece to Brandr and went on to say, "First thing you need to do is wedge that knot under something heavy. It needs to be in there tight enough to withstand some moderate pulling. And then straighten out the strands so they're nice and straight, and laid out flat in front of you."