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She didn't erupt into indignant swearing at him, so that went well, Silver decided.
He shook his head, dispelling his thoughts of confusion with a derisive snort as he stepped deeper into the forest. The frog ribbited once more, and Silvercreek rolled his eyes dramatically.
Oh, hush.The man chided, dipping his head to shoulder past a couple of bushes on his hunt for herbs. Frederick was his most cherished companion, but terribly judgmental and not a great conversationalist. Kind of one-note, Silver thought with an inward chuckle that felt forced even in the confines of his mind.
Silvercreek, too, was used to a transactional world - but he was used to being the one bargaining for what he wanted, or needed. He'd forsaken the kindness in him to help others out of the goodness of his heart. There was nothing in his chest now but the blackened husk of something determined not to thrive but merely survive. He was not used to the position of not knowing what he needed to scrape out of another's grasp for his own survival; he was in such a wealth of free will that he only asked for payment out of habit and greed, it seemed. And was that so wrong, or was it another freedom afforded to him he'd be a fool not to make the most of?
A sensation that was both thrilling and frightening, and he teetering on the cusp of both emotions as he gathered in his jaws frost-touched sprigs of chamomile, comfrey and coneflower. The bitter taste of the potent herbs filled his mouth unpleasantly, but Silver had schooled his features into a charming, confident veneer by the time he re-emerged into the woman's clearing. He dropped the herbs at his paws, having stopped outside her reach unless she moved toward him.
Whatever doubts he'd had about his instinctive deal he'd tried to strike with the pearlescent wolf had been hidden away or shed at some point in his journey, spring-green eyes glinting with mirth at her. He knew what he wanted: entertainment, and this was sure to be so no matter her answer, no matter their deal.
Have you a reply?Silver murmured, reverently quiet amidst the tension and falling dusk. He had an idea for what he wanted, now, but he'd agreed to allow her the chance to set her terms first.