[Rhargn Etn]

Rhargn was interested in what Claude had to say about his favourite breed of dog, for as his tutor, he'd surely have a great knowledge of each. Unfortunately, just as the winner was about to be revealed, the sound of disturbance ran into the kitchen, causing the two to scurry to check out what was going on. The ruffian chuckled as he gazed at Sam desperately trying to drown the new comer. As Banger's opened the door, Rhargn moved slightly outside. "Sam, come." He called enthusastically, causing the pup to shift its head towards his master, his tail wagging excessively, and hurtling away from the 'intruder'. As Smudge made his way indoors, the titan offered a hand in thanks, for helping out with the training regime. He then listened to Claude once more and smiled at the fact that the Dragonhound could possible stay a pet as well as a guard dog.

Next Brightening

The trio arrived once more at the dreaded field, the one which Rhargn had almost frozen to death in. The activity for this brightening was interesting, though the mountain man didn't really understand the logic of it, in ways of teaching Sam to be a guard. However, he wasn't the teacher and whatever he was told to do, he was going to do with no question asked. Upon being instructed, Rhargn rapped a cloth about Sam's eyes and held him close, hoping to calm him down. "Sam, good boy." He said in a hushed tone, so that the pup wouldn't become frightened. Next, with Smudge's scent rubbed all over the cloths, Rhargn proceed to smear them on Sam's nose so that he would keep a good record of the smell, before it was time to proceed.

Initially, Sam seemed a little bamboozled as he jumped up to lick his masters face. He didn't really seem to understand what was required off him. However, with Rhargn understanding commands had to go with the required action, he moved the pups head to see the snow tracks, causing Sam to lower his head and sniff. It seemed like a combination of sight and scent as he slowly ambled off following the trail. "Sam, find it." The ruffian said authoratively.

Eventually, the Dragonhound came upon the first cloth, whether from luck or skill. He took it up in his mouth and began to run back towards Rhargn, before he was ordered to stop. It seemed like the pup was thinking it a game of 'fetch'. With this, Rhargn headed over to the Dragonhound, ordering him to drop the cloth, at which he did. Next, the ruffian once more put the dog on the right track, following the same sequence as before.

"Sam, find it."