Post by Cannith on Mar 16, 2015 17:18:15 GMT -6
Cannith stopped and turned to the Shop with a thoughtful look in her eyes. This happened often when it came to spending money. The gears in her head were turning and the thoughts were formulating in her head. 'A shop..' She thought. 'I could use a few things...' She nodded, a hand finding her coin-purse and fondling it for a moment. she didn't actually have all that much to spend, nor did she need anything new. She had everything she could possibly need. Air in her lungs, clothes on her back, a few assorted instruments and a functioning mind. That's all she needed.
She spent most of her days wandering around with her significant Druid. They needed no Home. A place to Sit, if she fit. They Made home wherever they were together, and rested where they saw fit. Cannith and Fern made things, out of the earth and the wilderness around them, often times those crafts were sold for food and goods. Jean- Canniths sister often traveled with them, and Jean did the hunting, the skinning and trading of Pelts. Jean often worked for labor in the towns they passed through, earning them small coin. Which Cannith Spent, whenever she could. But She earned it back with her Performances... Sometimes.
She thought long and hard about the Shop, and finally came to the conclusion that she'd look around, that's all, maybe buy something that called out to her, or struck her interest. And buy it... if it was rare or useful. Her Lime Green fur stood on end. The Excitement of collecting strange and foreign trinkets made her shiver, a long wolfy tail wagging beneath her long Skirt.
She spent most of her days wandering around with her significant Druid. They needed no Home. A place to Sit, if she fit. They Made home wherever they were together, and rested where they saw fit. Cannith and Fern made things, out of the earth and the wilderness around them, often times those crafts were sold for food and goods. Jean- Canniths sister often traveled with them, and Jean did the hunting, the skinning and trading of Pelts. Jean often worked for labor in the towns they passed through, earning them small coin. Which Cannith Spent, whenever she could. But She earned it back with her Performances... Sometimes.
She thought long and hard about the Shop, and finally came to the conclusion that she'd look around, that's all, maybe buy something that called out to her, or struck her interest. And buy it... if it was rare or useful. Her Lime Green fur stood on end. The Excitement of collecting strange and foreign trinkets made her shiver, a long wolfy tail wagging beneath her long Skirt.
