Redsand Canyon the death of orchids

He didn't answer her question the way she'd have liked, but there was interest in his tone.  Something else too, but she was accustomed to teasing.  She did it often enough, and honestly, it helped her to lean better into the role she had crafted.  When you offer valuable services, others come to you.  She spoke with a confidence that denoted years of the practice, though in reality she was beginning to doubt.  Not many willing to pay had come calling.

The ravens are willing customers too.  The Wraith doesn't only serve wolves.  She smiled in what was meant to be a secretive manner, though how well the expression actually came off Merrick can decide.

She did not scent any prey on him, so she doubted he had anything to offer.  Likely a chance encounter, so she'd push more for a return visit than immediate sale of service.

WC: 148