Seishin

It was supposed to be a routine visit to the markets for essential items, but after a cursory glance at the potentials looking for new lairs to call home, the usually shy and quiet Bahiti had developed a single-minded focus and began an undulating and increasingly frustrated humming that was driving the even tempered Avani to distraction.

“His groom price is too high.” Avani began, only to be given a narrow eyed look and a short, sharp hum that told her Bahiti didn’t believe that for a second.

The hum that followed was almost perfect in its approximation of a garbled string of As and Zs in plain draconic that Avani was momentarily surprised at the effort the Coatl was making. The moment of awe quickly shattered by the large Coatl stomping in a circle as if claiming a space next to the contract brokers and sitting heavily on her hind quarters.

“I concede, we’ll make an offer on Aziza's behalf.”

The only response was a smug flick of a forked tongue.

It is yet to be seen if the match will be successful but his place at Many Winds is not a conditional contract, this place is home to any who choose to stay.