#baronyofthesilverwolf

Back along the trails to Silverwolf...

Briar complains, "Don't see WHY we had to bring those with us. I guess they can stay in the stables."

Calanthe hides a smirk at that, and rode ahead.

Danica rumbles, "Dark Gate's cells are no place for them."

"It's not that bad." Linnea protests in defense of the Fortress. "They are more military minded, but it's hardly a prison." She drops back to check on the centauress, draping her jacket over the girl's human shoulders against the evening chill.
"It's not far now."

Either Nadeen or DeLorean would have been asked to let the little pooka boy ride with them, if they were willing. He seemed plumb tuckered out, or terrified, or maybe both.

Deloreann actually fusses over the boy a bit "hey, it's okay . We got you. I'm a knight"

As they come into the front of the manor, a figure rises from the porch, and strides over to greet them.

The Baron takes a headcount, quickly ensuring that all who went out have returned, and then goes to Nadeen's side, offering her a hand to dismount. "A success?"

"Triumphant, my lord" She takes his aid. While her injury is healed the blood remains, "Each of of your holding had their moment of glory. Dame Calanthe proved the misstress of the sky, The thanes fought like the giants they are... Dame D'Lorean was a force! And Gwen and briar, well they shall tell you. Gwen was as a shield, and Briar? Brave Briar freed a centauress from a rival Cap! She proved the stronger Beast!"

Aiden looks her over, concern on his face at the blood, but he forestalls actually stripping her shirt off to check for wounds.

Squeezing her arm, he looks out and says in a raised voice, "You have all done marvelously tonight, my Wolves. . There will be stories shared, and justice to dispense... but first, rest and recover. Marigold has prepared a veritable fea..."

He trails off, seeing the Centaur. A look of wistful awe, almost like a lass seeing a unicorn. And Nadeen may recognize, a touch of possessive pride.

Aiden strides forward to greet this newcomer. (Apparent age, seeming, rough sketch of appearance?)

the girl is a childling, appaloosa markings on her horse parts

He'd place her at 8