[Palacrisis D Jones]

Claude scratched his chin as his new house guest chattered and inspected the dogs at the same time. He grinned as the scruffy one tried to embroil him in a business proposition the lad would have to prove himself before the dog handler was going to invest a single silver piece of his capital but there was no harm in asking .

He drawled Easy big fella we have hardly met and you want to get into a business bed with me, well friend I will let you know that I don’t do that sort of thing well not on a first anyway …. he chuckled and went on lets see how we get on together first before we decide

The dragon hounds seemed to stop the man in his tracks and Rhargn seemed to settle on the breed inspecting the pups one by one until a decision was reached. He chuckled again and in an easy drawl.

Well friend, that little chap ain’t going to be small for long I reckons he is the biggest of the litter so I called him Sampson. …lets get him out and see what he does.

He unlocked the cage and picked up the dog who growled a baby growl and struggled as he carried him out of the cage. plenty of spirit for a young un I reckon that’s a good sign in a dog He put the pup down onto the cobbles and stepped back behind Rhargn so that the pup and the big man were face to face. The dog looked up and wagged its tail a little uncertainly and then looked back at its mum lying on the straw a little whimper ushered from its throat but curiosity kept it rooted to the spot

[Dog] so this is what the big wide world looks like …and smells like , a plethora of aromas were wafting over that most sensitive of organs and the dominate one was that of the big fella in front of him. He got up and slowly walked to Rhargn his nose going ninety to the dozen so that he could reach up with his head and sniff the hand that was approaching him.

Rhargn would feel a cold greasy object being slipped into his free hand and a whisper in his ear bend down slowly and give him the bit of banger its called bonding