Redsand Canyon The ethereal and I.

Towhee missed the darkly joking remark, though her eyes hung on Fennec’s lips as she told her mom about her former vision for herself. Towhee’s own lips pressed together thoughtfully, parting only when her daughter finished.

I actually wonder if you might’ve had the knowledge to solve the mystery, though I guess it’s way too late now, she mused. Can’t you do that—the bartering, I mean—without being all on your own? Raven once told me that mercenary has a deeper meaning than just being a guardian or warrior, that some mercenaries trade their services for goods. She said a lot of them travel from pack to pack, doing that, although I don’t see why you couldn’t do it from a home base.

Peering at the garden again, her lips twitched into a smile as she thought aloud, Imagine if you did that and word spread, so that wolves traveling the Teekons told each other things like, ‘looking for the magic mushrooms? Go see Fennec in Mereo!’ We could even come up with a proper business name, she proposed with a laugh.