Larkcall Lowlands All I have

Wrapping up here :)

There were going to be no decisions made today; the deadline was set and his expectations clear. Pleasingly, @Lorcan finally learned how to hold his tongue, and relegated himself to a silent witness. Still, Craw made a mental note to check the scent of each gift for signs of foulplay on the part of his foolish but well-meaning subordinate. It wasn't outside the bounds of reason to believe that he might be inclined to help her, but Craw hoped he would know better. A good test for the both of them, then.

That was assuming that the vagrant upheld her part of the deal at all, which was yet to be seen. No reason to go casting doubt on Lorcan prematurely.

He did not wait for her agreement. This was not a two-way conversation. "Now go, and don't come near these borders again unless you plan on leaving something worthwhile." With a soft, growled rumble he turned away and stalked back to the monadnock, Lorcan in tow, intending on informing the others - and particularly @Morganna - that they should be expecting gifts from a loner.