#baronyofthesilverwolf

It's an inopportune moment, to be sure, but unless she had turned it off, Nadeen's phone signals that she's received a text.

"Oh dear" She says "How anticlimatic" She doesn't answer right away or even look, her eyes lock on the Baron "It's in him"

"It's decided then. The finest racehorses and working dogs have their names in their lineage, and a use name for everyday use. Not unlike Fae, in a way." He strokes the foal's head. "Small one, you are Zhelud-Doron, out of Ithildin by Brego. And this is Nadeen. She speaks for the common folk... and has seen the magic within you as well. But we shall call you Joker."

Turning to smile at Nadeen. "You have a keen eye."

She has learned to love horses , not as much as those she loves most, but yes. "We Varich have a ggift with patterns. We see slight shifts, repeating echoes made light... webs that entrap good men" Another look to Joker, and she strokes him before with drawing her hand "But I have also had practice. Now, Lord..wash your hands, eat your breakfast. I will text. It could be reeve related" She kisses his cheek "Congratulations on the addition." And before he can protest she looks at the text. He is a vexing man, can he not see how STRONG he is at moments when he lets his passions show?

TXT from Sylvi: Chieftain is good on house idea. Let's talk more about it when there's a good time.

He stays with the foal for a few moments longer, murmuring to him quietly. Sweet nothings about how fine a horse he is... and then an impatient nicker reminds him that another has precedence, and he shows the mare back in and goes to wash his hands.

TXT: Good! I have a patrol here but after? Maybe... She names a time Oh, a colt was born during carnival here! I can't wait to tell Dagmar!

TXT: Cool! Yeah, she'd want to hear that, I think.

And the time is arranged

And a certain Varich makes SURE Someone has a least taken two bites beforre she goes off on a patrol/Tour

(end scene)