A little way off (Trader, Open)

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    It's been a long and harsh road but the little hyena managed to survive and reach SkyClan. Well...he thinks that this is SkyClan. On fluffy paws Duat reaches the border of the nation and lets his dark eyes scan the surrounding area. Shifting his weight on to his left side you hear this faint clinking sound coming off from the brown leather satchel that is hanging from his waist like a horses saddle. Duat is a trader by profession and a traveler, it's how he ears for his food and gets to meet a lot of diverse folks. The little hyena has been traveling for weeks without food or water and he is eager to start trading cause he is hungry as a three headed dog.


    Sucking in a deep breath of air he sits down on his hind legs and waits to see if anyone shows up, his pointy ears rotating to listen to the faintest sound while his dark eyes swerve around to watch for any movement.

    "Oh um actually yes I can also pay for them"


    The hyena quickly but gently grabs on to the satchel with his teeth and pulls it down from his hips to put it in front of him


    "I'm Duat a trader. I hope this is SkyClan yes?"


    His dark eyes look up at the creatures with a mixture of hope and relief. Finally he has reached his destination.

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    As he heard the request for food and water, he did conjure up a nice bowl filled with the cold liquid but no food. "I do apologize my lords but I can't recall where the food is," He might get punished for that but he was sure he wasn't suppose to conjure animals and he didn't want to give the other anything but meat after the long day of traveling. Afterwards, he went quiet and waited for Mephisto to answer the question.
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    "Skyclan? No no this is Opium nation." He siad. "However if you wish to make a trade, we do have plenty of drugs." He siad.

    Opium nation? It took the cheetah a couple of blinks of his eyes to process that information. Huh? He spend weeks traveling only to end up at the wrong group? DAM IT! Curse that snake who gave him the directions! Oh he would give it a piece of his mind! Letting out a deep sigh the hyena's posture slumped down in dissapointment. Then another one showed up but this one offered him water. The thirsty hyena wasted to time and he quickly leaped at the bowl, lapping up the cool liquid. After a couple of minutes the hyena let out a satisfied gasp


    "Oh thank you very much! I needed that"


    He smiles and nods at the one that conjured the water. Turning his dark eyes towards the creature the hyena tilted his head


    "Drugs?...hm...Don't have that but I don't know if there is a market for that"


    He chuckled a bit. Well Duat has been around a couple of the Clans and found out that the ones who would possibly buy drugs would be BloodClan and the Exiles and he is going nowhere near those destructive and crazy brutes.


    "But I do need food and am willing to trade for it since a long road awaits me to SkyClan"


    The hyena opens his satchel and pulls out a couple of items that he thinks will interest them, gems, ore, raw leather, a couple of books, metal collars, scarfs, feathers and so on but he does not have a lot of weapons.