Qeya River Invites, Trades and Caribou

@Wren @Silvertongue

Rodyn had a caribou hide upon his back. Yellow eyes glittered with interest as he moved through the thickening woods. THe smell of river on his tongue. It was glorious. He had scented a new pack among the tree line. And he stopped a decent ways away. About 20 feet adn lifted his nose in greeting and question.

The pelt as his paws, He held it firmly with his two front paws. He curled his tail around them and he waited. Patiently. Calmly. Happily. He had learned swiftly not to let your trades sit around.