Goods for sale

He grinned, so far this was going easier than he had expected. This wolf knew Ignita, and was happy to pass on the gift. He still watched Wynter scoop up the book with some trepidation. Would she like the gift? Would she find his note funny? He hoped she would send a bird later down the road with a return letter. He’d never had a penpal before. “Oh, right!” he said, feeling a little silly. Of course this wolf would need his name.

“I’m Kea Carpathius, say hi to her from me, will you?” he said cheerfully, he was still a little hopeful that he might bump into her, but even if he didn’t at least he would know she would get the gift.


"Ciaran Carpathius"