Verdigris Ravine This one knows

S'ari heard the wolf howl and came near curiously. She had found that not many had disturbed them in the Ravine, and wondered what kind of wolf would come howling at their coyote borders. Hoping to get there before Zoug--knowing he hated his bigger cousins--she picked up the pace, near-running towards the sound.

She saw the dark shape against the backdrop of the desert soon enough and let her tail wag behind her to show friendliness. Hello there, cousin! she called, but stopped well away from him, lest he come to make a meal of her. She eyed the strange things at his paws. Ah. Come to trade? Perhaps it seemed she had read his mind, but this was not the case. In her Home Tribe, it was quite common for canids to trade: a story for a meal, a trinket for a rest in the shade. Be warned, she said, glancing behind her to see if Zoug had yet followed. The others here, they are not so welcoming of wolves, no? If this one has come to trade, he'd best make it quick. S'ari is quite happy to look at his wares, but the others... She tilted her head side-to-side like, Ehh.