#baronyofthesilverwolf

A laugh from behind her, where Calanthe has approached. "Was that what you intended?" A small smirk, but mostly amused, and only a little teasing. "That's why I prefer my hawks. More biddable, and less prone to... antics."

"Actually dogs are easier to.." She clamps down on what she was about to say "I think Ivan just is reminding me I've neglected his play time"

Her head tilts curiously, lips pursed. "Oh? Easier... perhaps, simple minds do take well to training. My Gyr, on the other hand, is incredibly keen and stubborn. I was able to break through to him, though, and now he flies like an arrow." A smile.

"How have you been, Gwendolyn? We have not chatted as of late. I feel, oh, almost neglected. You've taken time out of your busy fledge schedule to speak with Julius, but not with me?" A small pout.

"I meant no insult, Dame" She lowers her head

A small pat on her head, condescending perhaps, and a bit comical if anyone were to see, after all, the Sidhe has to reach UP to do it. "I forgive you." Magnanimous. "How has your training been going? I fear I have neglected you as well, after all, as Chancellor I should be overseeing our clever young fledge, should I not?"

"As Chanecillor you must concern yourself with the hold entire, which you do well" And I know how much you'd sell anyone of us out to do it "So I understand. Ivan, despite his antics, is coming along.. I believe I am on the path to being a fine dog trainer though i maybe reading too much into the Baron's kindness. My spear work, my melee in general, also improves thanks to training from the thanes. As you can see, my accuracy at a distance suffers. " A beat "I have also learned a bit of cooking, though my shedding makes it so I should wear gloves. Marigold is patient."

She listens, and nods in approval. "And your musing? I understand that Bluebell has been showing you her methodology. If you are able to pick up anything from that." A touch dismissively. "I do not, in general, approve of a Pooka as a teacher, but perhaps you've had luck with finding something useful in her nonsense."

A bit of a smile at that, "Actually, yes. You know it's like they say, there's wisdom in the trickster. " Gwen says "I don't have her knack, of course, but I'm learning that supporting folks dreams isn't so different from protecting something special. " Yes, the stoic girl's eyes drift at the memory. The spark of glamour was so unexpected .. it came easier when she wasn't thinking of the result, but rather the person

"If you wish to see other methods of musing, you may accompany me into town some day." She suggests, as though bestowing a gift.

"I thank you very kindly and will consider the generousity of your offer" Gwen says. Another lesson she's learned, though she'd be embarrassed to admit it, is a touch of subterfuge, or at least how to bend neck and appease. Despite her earlier anger with Julius, she has begun to see why it can be hard to stand against the sidhe

A small arc of a carefully plucked and shaped eyebrow at 'consider'. "Yes, do consider it." She replies, with less of an offer in the tone this time.

"I will leave you to your little games." A smile again, and she drifts off.

Oh boy. She mistepped there. A bow at the departing sidhe

Then she looks to Ivan, and says "She's going to teach me how to get glamour by being a dick to people, isn't she?" She pets her dog

A voice pops up from behind the target. NOT a safe place to be, in general, but Briar doesn't seem to care, it kept her out of Calanthe's field of vision. "You can come out with me to scare campers if you want sometime. It's real good fun!"

"Probably is" She smiles at that despite herself, "Bet you're good at it too." Not idle flattery. The little monster can deliver a jump scare that causes even trolls to start.

"Sometimes they think I'm a bear!" She sounds PROUD of this. "And then I get to eat their coolers after they run away!"

"And now you can bite THROUGH the coolers" a grin

She chortles and clacks her teeth together. "You know it! It's a crunchy treat with a meaty center."

Ivan wags, he likes the way she talks

Glass trots up and wags as well. Leaning against the cap girl.. leaaaan

"Mmm how's lessons with Glass going? "

She brings out some jerky, rips off a mouthful, and then shares with the dogs. "She's just a dumbass puppy still, but she has a nose almost as good as mine. She ALWAYS knows what I've been eating and whether she wants some or not."

Reaching up, Briar pokes at the hole off to one side of the Target. "Try imagining someone's face in the middle here. Someone BITCHY." A wide grin.

A grin at that "Mmm..." And she grabs the spear, and triest to visualize that sneering elf face , that 'do as i say or I'll make your life hell' expression anmd she backs up and hurls the spear at the target again

And she embeds the spear, not bullseye, but at the edge of the red and it goes deep. Whoever that would have been, they'd have been dead without armor, maybe with it

"Bitchin!"

"Briar, you might just be a genius" She observes. The advice definitely worked

A WIDE grin. "I AM! You've got a few brain cells on you too, for figuring that out."

"Thanks" She says with a smile "I actually like Bluebell's yoga meetings now. They're... you know, okay folks? I feel a bit weird, but I'm hardly the only odd one, and I thinmk it is showing me how to muse"

"I went once... The big dummy? He could kick some ass if he wanted to, but he's just, like... a baby." She looks disgruntled. "And one of the girls laughed at my bracers - but Bluebell SCOLDED her. She was so sweet but the nasty chick looked torn apart! THAT was cool."

"Blue bell has her ways"

"Yeah. She LOOKS like a dumb bunny, but she's clever. Sneaky, like."

"Why does Calanthe hate her?" A frown

"Why do bitchy ladies hate anything? She's just as sour as the look on her face, when she looks at me and it's like she bit into an orange and found out it was a lemon." A snort.

"Well, I thought everyone was a bit rough on redcaps... but most folks thought pooka were sweet. No offense, but you know what i mean. But she acts like Bluebell is a thorn in her side or whatever"