Waiting outside the gate suited Rilana just fine. She didn't trust herself to go into the yard and play with pups or she might be there all day. She lingered in the shade, watching Trix wade through the romping hound pups to meet the ridgebacks. There were dozens breeds in the world, many of which seemed rather dumb and useless to the practical fey woman, but she had an appreciation for a breed that seemed to add something to the world. She was also thankful that the blonde human had been willing to listen to her rather than shrugging her off as an outsider. It was apparent that Trix was a kind heart. After the terrifying events at the tournament it was nice to find something familiar to soothe her soul. Rilana winced a little and shifted her weight. There was an injury on her back that she hadn't been able to reach well enough to treat herself and her pack seemed to be designed to rub it uncomfortably.

When Trix turned back with not one, but two pups in her arms Rilana couldn't help but smile, an expression that filled her azure eyes as well as turning up her soft lips. [color=00aeef]"Two for a bit less than one of those black mongrels,"[/color] she noted quietly, secretly glad to have thwarted the unscrupulous breeder down the road.

A sympathetic look filled her eyes as she moved to meet Trix at the gate and noticed that the shorter woman's eyes sparkled wetly. She reached up to say hello to the pups, scratching one behind their jaws and feeling their velvet-soft puppy ears between her thumb and fore-finger. She glanced back at the remaining pup. Even she felt a pang at seeing him watching his siblings depart. [color=00aeef]"If I didn't have another month-long journey ahead of me I would be sorely tempted to take him with me. But I don't think it would be a fair trek for him, and it seems I have already picked up one creature today."[/color] She glanced at the raven, who had flown across the road to a fruit cart and was eyeing a basket of blueberries with unmistakeable avarice and inching stealthily closer, yet giving herself away with jabbery muttering. The young woman minding the cart was eyeing the bird with a shrewd gaze, reaching for a thin stick in case the raven made a move on her produce.

[color=00aeef]"It was my pleasure, truly," [/color]the moon fey replied to Trix's thanks, her tone earnest. [color=00aeef]"A dog should be a worthy companion you cherish, not a burden. Thank you for bothering to listen to me. There are many who are leery about entertaining advic from foreigners."[/color]

The huntsman pocketed Trix's gold. He too seemed to feel a twinge of regret at seeing the herbalist walk away with only two, but he knew better than anyone that it would be quite a large responsibility for most people to train one pup, let alone three, and treble the meals for such a large carnivore was nothing to take lightly. [b]"Be sure to let me know if you need any help with them, Miss. I can tell they're going to be well-cared-for. And don't worry about the third 'un. I've a mind to train him up myself."[/b] Selling his hounds was usually much more business-like: the dogs being bought as hunting tools rather than family members. The transaction with the young woman and the mysterious foreigner brightened his day.

Now that the purchase had been made and Trix seemed happy with the two steel-coated pups, Rilana stepped back softly, wondering if she should take her leave before her presence started to impose. [color=00aeef]"Well, I have some shopping to do..."[/color]