She listened to his every word. It seems he hadn't planned about how or where he would meet her, as he appeared to run through his words. Run and trip, repeatedly. His stark white fur and strange eyes did not distract her from what he said, nor did the many smiles he flashed her all the while. So, he was interested in a message or errand for her to run. Simply enough, though her payment, she hadn't planned either. On a dime, the she-wolf was able to invent two payments of which she would accept for her task, should he offer it.
"Well, I could take two things as payment. Either you are in my debt, and could pay me back later with a task I would ask of you. Or, you could simply spread the word of the gypsies, and me, that we are friends and kind-hearted. We don't seek to hurt anyone, align with any pack, or become a pack anytime soon. Wolves are welcome to join us and leave us as quickly as often as they'd like. In fact, I've kind of taken the reins of the whole thing, as the spokeswolf, so to speak. I've been calling meetings in the summer and winter, within the fields" her voice was only a little rough, but was otherwise kind and gentle-ish, "So, as long as you pass on those words, I would consider it payment for the task you have for me, unless you aren't talkative. Then offer one stands as well". With two options, Amber hoped he would not trip over his words as much. But he might, even more, since there was more to think about.