Arawn scratched the stubble that was growing in his face, as if he were contemplating bargaining for her but he let the merchant play out his panic, spilling his guts like a fish. "I would expect as much," Arawn told him. He looked down at the girl and he thought of the cage and likened the thought of her escape. " Alright, I'll do your business a favor. Give me one of those shackles there on your wall and I won't turn you in." He said, smiling to himself, feeling pretty confident with himself as he pulled out a large pouch the size if his fist. He pulled out two cooper pieces and slid them over the counter, " For the shackles," he told him, stepping back to eye her, now as a wolf and belly up.<br/><br/>She was real cute, thinking she could fool him into trusting her but he was a huntsmen for a reason, " I'm not opening that cage if you're a wolf. I'll carry you in it if I have to." He smiled, kneeling down to get level as he eyed her. " I'm a huntsmen and you'll have to think a lot harder than that if you're cooking to try to pull the wool over my eyes."