It's a wonderful day here on the Clan by the sea, bouncing by the coast is a young spotted hyena with a smile on his face and a brown leather satchel strapped on his waist. Duat has traveled a long road, from DarkClan to the forgotten forests of loner land. Along his many adventures he's picked up objects and acquired ones though trading with other Clans. With his stomach rumbling and his legs begging for rest he decided to make a short pit stop in this Clan of Hawks. Clan of Hawks? Were they really all hawks?
Chucking the though aside Duat stopped just outside the border and looked around the territory. The sea breeze brushing past his dirty coat, the sweet smell of salt stroking his nose. Duat simply loves the sea and if he could stay in one place he would definetly join HawkClan. But sadly his wild spirit constantly drags him towards the unknown, the will to explore is stronger than the wish for home. And so the little hyena sits at the border and takes off his satchel putting it on the ground in front of him and waiting for customers to come. Perhaps one of them will trade a tasty rabbit for one of his items, Duat is constantly hungry.