Finding Her Paws

Álarr let Corbie think, understanding that this was a weighty decision. When she spoke it was to instruct him to take the stranger to the barn and care for her for now. He nodded. Álarr shrugged his knapsack off his back and onto the ground. Carefully holding down the flap with his paws he used his teeth to undo the latch and pull a deer hide bed roll out. He unrolled it and re-secured his pack on his back. "If needed we could always offer Ashen a trade for her. I have goods." If it really came to worse they could make a force claim challenge for her but he didn't want to incite the other pack.

Moving over to the woman Álarr gently grabbed her scruff and dragged her onto the hide, wincing at the sound of chains. "I shall have to see if Byrnhildr can get those damn chains off her. I'll meet you at the barn." Taking two corners of the hide in his mouth he drug the stranger toward the barn.

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