Firefly Glen Blue Masquerade, Strangers look on

A grin licked up along the side of his maw. Then i guess i owe you thanks. Perhaps you made some of the trails i've traveled on in my trading.

Alaric had walked for days, sometimes weeks to find villages. Then he had spent three days in each one if he was allowed. Trading furs, trading stories, mostly stories. Offering any healing to wolves that were wounded or sick. This was how he survived. He'd get food, small trinkets to trade at other places. And he made good friends.

Sounds like it. So you're a respectable type of guy eh? Well then any wolf be lucky to call you theirs.