"You can't head to Erast empty-handed."
Mira was already moving towards them before Phaeryl had finished asking whether gifts were really necessary. She pulled two bags and turned them over to Xhanes. Only a few days after being attacked, she was already moving like nothing had happened.
"Have you forgotten how rude it is not to collect gifts from the Alpha’s family," she added, not looking up. "And clothes travel well. Erast appreciates good tailoring more than any pack in Ustia."
"We're not visiting dignitaries," Phaeryl said. "We're chasing a stone that could potentially help a whole pack."
Mira pulled a length of deep blue fabric from a drawer, held it to the light, nodded once, and folded it into another bag.
They left Carlisle with three bags strapped to the horses Zayan had gra
