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"Ah- cough... ahem." He takes another, smaller sip. "You just come right out with it, doncha? And they say goats are blunt."

"I'm a simple man, Julius. Only thing holding me back from talking more plain than that is the worry that a woman I care for will get ired"

Julius looks thoughtful. "You know I can't speak for him. But... Aiden loves his dogs, more than almost anything. He's dedicated to bringing back a little glimpse of that which once was, or might have been. If you're able to bring him a breed that was lost, or something new? I venture to say there's almost nothing he wouldn't trade." A pause, and he adds, "...outside of the Tri-state area."

"That said, I'd imagine that the hold would need to provide proof that they are protected, self sustaining, etc... but if this is the hold I THINK you're thinking of, that shouldn't be a problem. Well, I'll wish you luck of it."

"And THAT said, if I were to hear that ANOTHER, possibly Rival kennel were to suddenly come into one of these breeds from our notes, well. Not saying you're anything but a straight-shooter, but... " He grins. "Don't make me regret sharing the deets."

"Well, I confess, I DID think of giving the farmhold... there you go right? " A grin "Giving the farmhold a rare breed so they'd have something to offer to your baron. It's not about me, after all. BUT..tell you what, you give me some ideas for what fae hound breed to bring back so to speak, and I'll instead bring it here and get that reward on the Debukes behalf. Though if I can get two of the same, I'd definitely bring one to them as well regardless. "

Julius considers this, and then grins. "If you're doing the work, you deserve at least half the credit, even if it was our tips that led you. Now, if there was a breeding pair, why, that's even more valuable than a single hound. Not twice as valuable, exponetially. One, is a treasure. Two? That's a FUTURE. I gotta say, if half of the pair were at the farmhold, that might well be enough to form a tie." Tapping his nose.

"Just what I was thinking" He nods

But also looks hopeful

"The love of a young Pup was enough to form a relationship between a Common Kith Gwydion Chieftain and a Sidhe Ailil Baron, after all. If THAT can happen, anything can."

"I think I know the Chief you speak of there" Buck grins "But let's get to the nitty gritty, what rare or even lost breed do you think would appeal here? I've seen them, seems like such a sample here. Orchovka? sure I'm prouncing that wrong, dogs that could take me down if they wanted to. Little Glenni terriers, cute little things and I'm sure good mousers and the like. THen there's that Fine looking Irish Wolfhound, and I got sniffed at by this bloodhound, friendly and sweet. SO you got plenty of types already. "

"So what's missing? "

He considers. "That's a sticky wicket, isn't it?" A grin. "Well, that's why it's YOUR quest, not mine."

"Well, what happened to ''Lost breeds, hints and tips''? " the big man laughs "You must have at least an idea or suggestion of what your Baron would like?"

He nods towards the binder. "Lots of notes in there, ideas, dreams, dead ends." Thoughtful, "They were just talking about Red Lion kennels the other day, though. Bunch of fools who thought they could force a breed out of nothing. Their lines were so poorly bred that eventually they had to be put down. It wasn't pretty."

"Before my time, mind you. I think you'd have better luck taking a likely dog into the dreaming and hoping for a fae hound to hop in, then trying to raise it out of nothing." He laughs, it's clearly a preposterous idea.

CLearly, yet... "mm think that would work?"

A shrug. "There are more things in heaven and earth...." Trailing off without finishing the quote. "It WOULD be something though, wouldn't it?"

"Might be" He ponders "So... what was this breed again the one those others tried for?"

"Coon-Anun. it's welsh." He rolls up his eyes at that. "Spelled with w's and vowels that don't exist. You know, the old tale Fairie Hounds - used to be spirits of the hunt, before Christians decided they had to be devilish. I think there's some tales in the notes."

He flips through the pages, and taps one. "They would hunt on the high holidays, or only in the fall and winter, never in the summer or spring when it's time for mating and raising young. Right honorable, that." Flip flip. "And they'd join the wild hunt, specifically to track down and run wrongdoers into the ground, in defense of the victims they wronged." Flip flip flip, "Not the same as barghest or black dogs... white of coat, smooth of limb, and with red ears and markings... "

He nods and hands it back. "Lots of tales about 'em."

"I'll look some up" He says "Coon Anun." Testing the word

Enough to give a big guy who isn't that big on books a headache, but the things we do for love.

"You'd best stop by the manor before heading out, though. I'll be put through the wringer if Marigold hears you left without proper provender."

Julius looks around. "Now, where did Bluebell get off to?" He shrugs, and gets back to work!

"Ha I won't mess with Marigold no" he smiles and salutes "THank you, Julius"