Pale Spring Sun (TRADE FAIR)

Saren watched as the trade festival he had been awaiting came to light. Wolves came in from various places and the scents of various packs mingled in the air. Family groups with pups and the occasional loner, all kinds of wolves were here. The sensation of it all was very attractive, he could get addicted to this kind of thing. His lack of social ability wasn’t a factor at all here, not when there was something like this happening. He glanced around for his sister Thalia, he wouldn’t be surprised if she had chosen to stay out of the festivities but it would be nice if she had shown up.
He didn’t have much in the way of quantity to present, but the stuff he did bring was quality. Saren wanted to be sure that if he brought anything it was something he would be proud of. A number of tanned deer hides and some spears, it wasn’t much but he counted it satisfactory.