#baronyofthesilverwolf

Aiden returns from seeing the hounds, but this time stops to wash and change before seeking Nadeen.

(Pause for later)

He has a leather-bound ledger or notepad and pen handy as he looks for his lady

"Aiden?" She comes out

Seeing as how they are in private (or at least not in direct view of anyone in the hold) he greets her with a kiss on the cheek rather than a formal bow. “Nadeen.” He responds with a smile.

She beams "Love, forgive me.. I've been so disracted. I have sorted out two auctions, waiting for RSIVPS... oh, and the birds"

“Take a break. Come, sit with me - I’ll call for drinks. Have you eaten?” Looking concerned For her for once.

"I ate..." Might have been 7 hours ago "How are you , love?"

“Very well indeed. I received a report on the Ovcharka we sent to the Aesin holding. They report marvelous success with them as trod guardians. Still patrolling with their handlers, but they think within the year they’ll have them running solo trips without any trouble.”

He takes her arm and leads her to a small study, ringing a small bell that leads to the kitchen. Shortly, Bluebell stops in just long enough to drop off a small platter of sandwiches and a cool carafe of sparkling juice - a little early yet for wine or anything stronger. (And a nose wiggle and wink to Nadeen before leaving them to themselves.)

"Wonderful, a triumph...." She nods to Bluebell "Thank you... " She looks at her love "Does this mean more Ovcharka? or do you have plans for other breeds?"

“I had some ideas about a new breed. I suppose it would be a cross-breed. Perhaps there is something to be said for hybrid vigor. Experimental to be sure, but it may have merit. You are familiar with the fae hounds of Pyrenees heritage? “

(Pause!)