She'd be a fool to not feel a sharp dread when the wolves looked at her as if she were unwelcome and every inch of her was grateful when they went back down.
"Shame but I'm glad only the vest was mangled," Franziska said, meaning it as she took in the cabin's interior as well as its occupants. Such lovely beasts but what drew her more was Iris' power over them. That simple ability to get them to obey or at least it looked simple to her.
Breaking her gaze from the animals to look at what was for sale and then the bag that would be Iris herself, the young woman nodded. "I understand what you mean. Do want them like what you have on now?" Extending her own arm out, she wiggled her fingers while gesturing to the length of her arm. "Fingerless gloves that go past the elbow? Or higher?"