[Rhargn Etn]

OOC:I wouldn't know its name off hand socan it be called Sampson,and you just tell me IC.

The offer to retreat back to this once thought beggars home was a welcomed one indeed, as the ocean breeze seemed to start whipping itself about the stinging rain. "Aye, let's get out of this flamin' weather." As the duo and their companion arrived at said destination, Rhargn's bottom lip lept out, as he nodded in satisfaction. It wasn't exactly the most noble of areas, but it was a place the ruffian could come to get used to. The interior however, well that was a different matter altogether. The precise placings of each item and the speckless surfaces just added to Rhargn's approval.

As hazel pallets followed the shuffling Claude, exciteable words rung in the mountain man cauliflower like ears. "Aaaah, that's excellent. Bloody fine brightning this is turning out to be, aye." The mammoth bellowed heartily. Following the ageing man through the back door, the chorus of inviting barks rang forth, stitching an obscured grin beneath the titan. While orbs scanned over each dog in place Rhargn listened in even more delight as of what was to be said. "You mean I can stay?! Thanks a lot mate!" As he replied, a cheeky thought sprang to mind. "Say Claude, this might sound a bit cheeky but how about, if I walk the dogs, feed the dogs, clean out the dogs and pay you a few crowns a cycle, and then stay here permantly? I mean, I know we've only just met, but with your offer to let me stay for a while and if I sell my home and such, and make some more money, we could open our own kennel or dog training school. What do ya' say?" It was a long shot, but one that effectively would help both out.

As Rhargn looked through about each pup, he came to the Medonian Dragonhound a dog he'd never seen before, his hazels eye glistened with a sort of love. Even as a pup the hound seemed larger then the rest, and from what Claude had said, it'd be perfect as a guard dog for any property Rhargn was to own in the future. However, on the downside, the ruffian had a Dracon for a boss, but then again, she wouldn't have to come in contact with it, till it was fully trained anyway.

The pups thick, wired fur was a heavily darkened fawn colour, solid from head to tail, except for a splattering of black which danced on its thick muzzle. With a long elegant tail waving from its back end, and thick folded ears at its front, it was simple definition of the word adorable. This wasn't going to last for long however. Nothing different from any other Dragonhound then.

"How about this little critter, Claude?" Was the elder going to say it a bad idea, whatever, he'd hopefully give some advice on the specific breed.