"I'll have to go with the second option. What do you need help with?" she said.

"Here lately, I've been getting very few customers. i've bearly been able to make enough for rent. If this treand keeps up, I'll have to shut down just after the festival," she said handing the box to Goldenscale, "I'm shutting down while I still have money, and I need help moving my belonging to a cave i found in the valley. Since you're my last customer, you're the only person I can ask for help from."

"Of course I'll help you.  Just tell me what you want taken down to your cave and show me the way and I'll have it done." she said with a smile as she put the box in her bag.

"I've already got everything packed, I just need someone to help move it," she said opening the gate into the booth, "I'll miss this booth, but I'd rather give it up now and have a chance at rebuilding later than wait for them to kick me out and have no chance at rebuilding."

"For those who tried hard, there is always a better chance along the road.  It just has to be found." she said airily.  "Lead the way." 

"I chose to live here for convinience, so come on in and grab as many crates as you can handle," she said as she headed deeper into the cave wall, "I'll find a way to rebuild some day, but for now i have to worry more about myself that the business. I've ran this booth for thirtteen years, and I wont give up on it. I see this as a chance to start again."

Goldenscale followed him inside the cave and balanced two crates in each arm, a few in her wings, and her tail grasped one.  She then went back to the entrance.  "You must have worked hard to be able to keep that stall open for thirteen years." she said with awe.

"Yes, it helped that there wasn't any other booth that sold hoby tools and craft materials," she said grabbing up the last of the crates and heading towards the snow barrier, "I think the best customer I had was a lady named Mayumi, but she stopped coming in one day. I wonder what happened to her."

I know Mayumi.  What did she buy?" she asked.

"Mostly just hunks of crafting wood, but she would sometimes come in for some paints," she said, "has she said anything about why she stopped carving or is she still making things and just found a better source of wood?"

"She said no one appreciated her carvings and now she has made a living for herself as the cave healer." she said, following him.

"That sad to hear about the carvings. She made some of the most beautiful sculptures I've ever seen," she said as they made their way into the valley, "I still have the one she traded to me so long ago.I guess there's just not as much apreciation for art around here anymore. My name's Sii'na by the way."

"Nice to meet you Sii'na.  I'm Goldenscale." she said with a smile.  

"So, you're the newest council member. No offence, but I expected you to be older," she said with a smile before stopping a cave hidden by vines and bushes, "Well, here we are. You can just set the crates anywhere inside."

(Happy late fourth of July everyone)

Frost walks and tries to find anything to give him ideas. He watched everything he could. There was nothing of intrest. With a sigh he continued to walk home.