in this hollowness of a body | open, travelling gypsy

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    After having visited ShadowClan, Dulcet was sure she had the scent of it by now. That didn't really stop the gypsy wolf from visiting the next clan she wanted to.


    Quietly, she found a quaint spot right next to the outside of the territory. She didn't want to trespass, after all - she just hoped someone would see her, at least. After a while, she had finally set down the carpet she always brought with her as well as the items she wanted to sell. There were herbs, weapons, trinkets, accessories...


    She wondered how she managed to carry all of these things in her bag sometimes.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; border-left: 1px solid grey; border-right: 1px solid grey;][justify][font=verdana]Catching notice of the girl, the large canine redirected himself as to move towards her, his handsome lopsided grin settling into place as he sat himself down near enough as to make his lip reading easier. "Hello, miss.", the Brit greeted, dipping his head slightly. "Is there something I might be able to help you out with?"


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    "Oh, no," Dulcetfantasy said softly, giving him a smile. "I'm just here to sell. Would you like anything in particular?" she asked, tilting her head to the side as she gestured towards the various items laid out in front of him. "I don't ask for much. Just a piece of food is fine with me."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height:;]"Well greetings there, you need food? Do you not belong to a clan?" Roxas asked with a bright smile but a questioning look. The wolf shepherd had flown over with his large grey wings as he spotted his friend Elvis. Either way I might be interested in what you might have." Roxas said as he looked over the goods she had layed out. Some were quite interesting.


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    "Staying in one place for extended periods of time is not my thing." It really wasn't. Gypsies were supposed to be free, and she was pretty sure she wasn't going to have much freedom being in a clan. The wolf quietly waited a bit more, probably hoping they'd consider buying something.


    "Oh, and do you mind if I stayed for a day? I would like to rest a bit before setting off again..."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height:;]"I don't see any harm in it. Do you Elvis?" Roxas asked toward his friend as he looked at the gypsy. She was kinda cute. Curse you hormones.


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    Dulcet smiled, dipping her head in gratitude towards Roxas. "Thank you." She then looked towards Elvis, waiting for his reply. Hopefully they'd let her - she was quite tired due to the walk from ShadowClan to here...
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; border-left: 1px solid grey; border-right: 1px solid grey;][justify][font=verdana]Moving his gaze here and there to keep up with the conversation at hand, he couldn't help but take a short breather when the lull in the subject matter, his attention falling back into their visitor for the time being. "Well of course you may stay.", the Brit agreed, his smile seeming to warm. "You travel a lot then, yes? Would you like a place to rest for the time being? You're more than welcome to stay with me, I'll even find elsewhere to sleep if it would make you more comfortable."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height:;]"Or, if you want I could take you on a tour of the place and you could stay in one of the many empty treehouses here for the night?" Roxas offered as a counter offer to Elvis. He kinda wanted to just be able to talk to this girl.


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    Aurora bit her tongue, eyes narrowing as she went over. The feline somehow didn't trust this woman... "Welcome to thunderclan, i guess. Just be helpful and not lounge around, and you'll fit right in!" She forced a smile, whisking her tail back and forth.


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    She found it amusing how quickly they jumped to offering to help - no, it wasn't like she hadn't been offered help before, but she knew she had to go through a great deal of proving herself not to be an enemy just to get some. Maybe they were just that wary.


    "Thank you both, I would love those," she said happily, giving them a grin before glancing back at her wares. "...Not to be greedy, but would you still like to buy anything?"


    She was soon cut off when she found another female, tilting her head in response. "I'll be sure to be of help during my stay here," she said, smiling. Ah, there was the wariness she had expected...
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height:;]//Would you like a private thread?


    "Well I have a feeling that were gonna get along just fine I think I will take a look at your wares." Roxas said with a friendly smile as he looked through the stored items before coming upon a necklace with a heart.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; border-left: 1px solid grey; border-right: 1px solid grey;][justify][font=verdana]Unaffected by Roxas' cutting off his idea, he merely pushed it aside, mulling over the items the gypsy had brought along for sale. Finding a small sized thigh satchel, gesturing the item towards Aurora. "Might this help you in carrying around herbs and such?", he asked, tilting his head slightly. "Maybe I could pick up one you and Spottedleaf both?"


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    ( sure cx )


    Dulcet waited silently, not trying much to convince them if they should buy it or not. The customers always decided - it wasn't her fault if they manage to break it or use it wrong. "Take as much time as you need.~" She was hungry, yes, but that didn't mean she shouldn't rush them. Besides, rushing people is bad. It makes the merchant look bad, and she did not want to look bad.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height:;]//Okay, I will make.


    "How much for this heart necklace?" Roxas asked as he looked back to the beautiful gypsy. "I'm willing to offer an entire boar."


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    ( alright, thanks c': )
    "You don't have to pay that much, really..." Dulcet was honestly quite surprised at that - usually her customers only offered a simple sparrow for something like that. The weapons usually cost more. "They don't cost that much." She gave him a smile, waving her tail a bit. She was starting to like this guy - he seemed really nice...
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height:;]"No, I will pay it." Roxas said with a bright smile as he teleported away only to teleport back with a freshly killed boar.


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    Now she was very surprised.


    Dulcet stared for a moment, before laughing faintly and handing the necklace to him. "Here you go, then, if you're that serious," she said, grinning. "Are you buying it for someone else, or...?" She was honestly just curious. The necklace looked simple enough, but it could be a sweet gift for someone...
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height:;]"Well yea..I think I have someone in mind.." Roxas said with a bright smile. No one but Kate who he shared a character bond with would know that he was thinking of her.


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