09-09-2017, 04:09 AM
[align=center][size=8pt]Advay was often around, luckily enough, and often outside of the gates, despite that being a looked down upon situation. But what the hell, he was the head of trade around here; trade master really, and the alpha of a pack of three dogs who would defend him with their precious, much more worthy lives. Advay would do the same for them in a heartbeat. That being said, they were plenty capable of protecting themselves, thats why Advay had been out hunting, now returning with two rabbits in one hand and a half eaten squirrel hanging from his Husky's mouth. As he came up to the guy, he realized he was calling into the territory. Well, now or never, he told himself. What was he supposed to say to this guy? Hey, I'm from the district, uh, but I'm out here. Just for right now? No, that was dumb. There was no need for him to explain himself, right? Anxiety knotting his stomach, he spoke with his usual socializing-induced stammer. "W-w-weapons d-down and-and I-I need yo-your name."
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