A Day In The Forest

The visitor wasted no time in explaining why she was here. She wanted to explore his pack lands...even willing to exchange goods for the opportunity to do so. Under normal circumstances, he might've been inclined to do so. But with the raids looming closed and the cloud of the Hjarrandi hanging over him, he felt he ought to be more suspicious now more than ever. For all he knew, they could be sending spies to try and infiltrate his pack. Dig for weaknesses. For all he knew, they could be plotting a raid against him. He hated feeling so suspicious about these things as of late, but until the agreement was done, he had no choice. "Unfortunately, I don't have a need for those things. We've stocked up quite a bit, especially being a crafter myself. While I don't wish to deny you nor keep you from the challenges you've set for yourself, I'm afraid that won't be enough." He paused as he regarded her, feeling like he'd seen her before but couldn't recall when or where. Lynx were common in the northern parts...but he couldn't quite place his paw on it. He was in desperate need for more experienced fighters. Seeing as how half the pack were pups now...but he wasn't about to outright ask her what her experiences were.