"Hey, this is mush with a purpose!" he protested, making an instinctive little grab towards her foot which he managed to stop halfway there. "It's a present for someone!" Though the wicked grin he tilted up at her made the definition of 'present' potentially dubious.
The courier gave an understanding nod at her lack of work. Deepfrost was tough on the hunters, too...
"Busier than last year," he admitted a little sheepishly, going back to his masterpiece(??) as he spoke. "Trainin' this years pups to start pullin' sleds, as usual. But helpin' Deimos out with war prep an' tryin' to drum up courier work in town. Don't suppose you have anythin' you need delivered to anyone?" It wasn't a very hopeful question, but he had to try.
The courier gave an understanding nod at her lack of work. Deepfrost was tough on the hunters, too...
"Busier than last year," he admitted a little sheepishly, going back to his masterpiece(??) as he spoke. "Trainin' this years pups to start pullin' sleds, as usual. But helpin' Deimos out with war prep an' tryin' to drum up courier work in town. Don't suppose you have anythin' you need delivered to anyone?" It wasn't a very hopeful question, but he had to try.
