Lake Rodney Otters for a bride

Heph's tail wagged a bit at his description. Atka had described the ocean as dangerous but beautiful, Rodyn seemed to also find it dangerous although perhaps less alluring. To Heph it sounded like a challenge and one she would be glad to have the chance to see. She navigated the rest of the roots with quick paws, if at one time she almost stumbled but caught herself before it turned into a full slip. The squish of the soil was different than the rough but waterlogged texture of the bark but she gave a smile to the other wolf as she stated his intentions for whatever spoils they might be able to find. "If we can share the meat you can keep the furs, I move about so much they would be more of a burden to me than a help." In the past, Heph had brought back furs for new litters to play with, sometimes they nestled with them in the dens, but she was not sure of their other uses and at any rate she did not have a good place to keep them and carrying them would prove more difficult than it was worth when she got by without them just as well.

Moving slightly further inland so that the squelch of water did not touch all the way up her hackles she teased lightly "Four furs is quite a lot to trade, are you after someone's heart for such a price?" Perhaps he had pups of his own and simply wished something nice for them to play with, or maybe he simply liked collecting odd things. But she returned his smile and found herself tentatively starting conversation before they spotted their quarry and the hunt began.