Dragoncrest Cliffs In Fellowship

I'd like dat. She agrees rather quickly, if even flatly. There isn't much excitement in her voice, but the quickness in her response may give way to her interest. 

The last hunt she had gone to at the glen had been quite of intrigue. She had seen all kinds of wolves, even those who adorned themselves with items from ghe deep south and walked with servants at their heel. Wolves from the high mountains who only rose with the moon and those from the north larger then she had ever seen in her life. Maybe Sapphique could not only hunt and trade, but recruit. 

Dis be examples of the trade? She asks as she draws nearer, as Rodyn unrolled his carrying fur. She sniffs at the items, nosing and pawing.