Hound
katoxc
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My family died when I was little, I moved out into the woods a mile away to live peacefully. The rumor is I sleep with wolves and eat meat raw. A wild creature. I am and do. (Well not the raw meat bit-that's nasty)
I do how ever go into to town to sell my furs, most times I only ever sell enough to buy a pair of shoes. The rest however go my littles. I don't have any children of my own, but the homeless always welcome the furs I bring, or herbal remedies I give for ill or hurting people who are willing to accept them.
The merchants praise my furs as the best, but that doesn't matter if no one wants them.
Most of the furs come from my own bed, though my roommate is never fond of me leaving his territory. Yet Red will walk with me on my way to the village every day. He can't join me in town because he is a wolf, much less so since he is thrice size of a normal one.