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"I've got you now." I whisper, watching the hare hop closer to the tree beneath me. It cautiously sniffs the carrot I left for it before taking a small nibble. "Gotcha."

I step off the thick branch, dagger in hand, and begin my quick decent to the earth below. My black boots make contact first and I bring the dagger into the small critter as it turns to make a dash for the nearby brush. My red hood falls over my wavy, blood red hair. A lot of red, I know. I raise my head at the sound of a low growl directly in front of me. A pure white wolf, approximately the size of a rather large bear, with bright blue eyes creeps closer to me.

"Calm down, Isila. Don't be a drama queen." I grumble to the wolf as I stand, holding the rabbit by its ears. Isila snorts and softens her face. 'I'm not the drama queen.' I laugh.

"Right." I draw out, bending into a bush to retrieve my woven basket. Stuffing the rabbit inside next to the other three, I turn to the canine and call her to me with a short whistle. She begins charging my direction full speed. Once she's close enough I latch onto her fur and toss myself over, landing on her back with my arm through the basket. Trees fly past us as we sprint through the wilderness, smaller animals scurrying away in a hurry. Isila skillfully leaps over the fallen trees and rocks she's already familiar with. I tug lightly on her fur, signaling her to make a right. Obeying my command, we begin down a dirt road towards Evansdaed. Traveling merchants moved their carts aside as Isila barrels toward the small town, dust trailing behind her.
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"I'll give you five gold'ns." The wider, and rather filthy, merchant behind the counter slurs. I raise an eyebrow at him.

"For all of them?" My tone is sharper than intended, revealing my undeniable frustration. He nods, running a hand through his scruffy facial hair as he observes the contents of my basket, all neatly laid out on the wooden countertop.

"Yeh. Listen 'lil missy, common rabbit ain't what folks want. Not 'til winter." I can't help but to snicker at this. "Whacha laugh'n at girly?"

"Oh," I smirk as I begin picking up each hare and return it to my basket one by one. "Just that that's a lie. Only the finest salesmen know that the average common hare is actually in high demand these days. Would I waste my time hunting game that wouldn't make a profit? Take that into account. Oh, but I'll be taking my business elsewhere. Good day." As I turn around and slowly head for the door I hear a conflicted growl behind me.

"Wai there 'lil miss." I turn over my right shoulder, immediately applying my best innocent face. I tilt my head slightly to the right, waiting for him to continue. He scratches his beard and grumbles under his breath before growling out, "How much ye wantin'?" A smile plays across my face.

"How much do you have?"

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Character based off: Michaela Miller-Stout
Sorry that's kinda a short chapter! But welcome to the world of Scéal! Something I love about that name: it translates to 'story'. Be expecting the next chapter fairly soon! Who shall be next...? Jk I already know! Also should I do one chapter a person or multiple POV's in each chapter? Let me know!

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