Time for trade

Despite the size of his paw over hers, he was ever so gentle. The weight of it helped her feel more secure and centered. He remarked that drunkenness was not at all a virtue here in the Armada. The way he explained it to her, though he had his even tone, she could hear that fierce protectiveness within it. She swished her tail across the ground, finding his words quite the comfort. The Armada was quite different than her last community. No extravagant palace parties that went on for endless days.

She looked about at the goods and thought they had thoroughly talked it out.
"I think that's all I've got for this. Was there anything else?" She asked warmly.

"Ignita"