Goods for sale

Astraios considered the other wolf’s words slowly, he did not have any metals or herbs. He did not have many belongings at all. Or perhaps he did, now that he ranked so highly in the pack. He actually did not know how that worked, or who had a stack in what. He was not comfortable taking ownership of something he had not fought for or earned himself.

“Would you consider other trade? Pelts in good condition?” he suggested. He did not know for sure, but was how it worked, was it not? You bartered for goods after a price was stated. He supposed he would find out soon enough.


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