A bartering we will go!

She was amazed by everything here and part of it made her feel like she was at home. She remembered running with her siblings through the pack and many of the densities had similar set ups like this. Like one would have herbs, one would have trinkets, one would have things to wear, nick nacks , and ect. In fact things were so similar that she swore she could feel the icy cold northern wind rustle through her fur.

But soon her trance of memory was ripped away like paper as another collided into her catching her totally off guard. Fiery eyes looked to the direction, her face washed of emotion for a moment until her eyes landed on who had run into her. It was a young wolf like herself and she immediately apologized.

”It’s okay I wasn’t paying much attention in the first place,” she said.

Viktor put his paws against her side as he adjusted the saddlebag full of things to trade so they wouldn’t fall off, then the wolverine relaxed behind her.

”Have you been to this market before,” she asked.