The Tangle Know Thy Neighbor

Some more of the suspicion died from her look as he agreed and spoke of similar aggression. He seemed trustworthy and what he said sounded like them. Perhaps he was not there to harm them after all.

Despite her sensible appearance, Rosalyn was a deeply superstitious wolf. She did not believe in gods necessarily, but ghosts and fortunes she did. Luck was something she would always give credence to as well. She regarded him a bit more seriously when he spoke of his skill, and for a moment she forgot her earlier worry. She focused sharply on him.

What would be your price? There were things she would not pay, and she did not want to be indebted to some unknown magic.