Ynnis

The whole gang was back in Ynnis, and for some of the hounds that had been with them for a while, it was truly a homecoming. Although they had all been curious and pleased to explore the new sights, sounds and smells in Azzaru, there was something about being by the ocean that spoke to them and made them feel more comfortable than anywhere else they had been.   Rob knew that he and Ollie felt that same. In hounds like Leeward, there was a noticeable sense of calm and comfort, a...

When Ollie put his mind to something, he REALLY put his mind to it. It was one of the things about him that quite amused Rob, but it was an appreciative amusement. Today, for the third day in a row, Ollie was heading out to the docks in search of Drift. Past experience told him that with enough patience, any hound could befriend his pack, and he wasn't about to let this opportunity pass him by. At dusk, Ollie gathered up the crew again - Roadstead, Sunshower, Rhubarb, and hit the stree...

The next day, Ollie was armed and ready with a handful of freshly made hound treats for his hopeful encounter with Drift. His own hounds trailed closely, sniffing his pockets periodically to in hopes of snorting some errant crumbs.   He'd brought the same three hounds on this trip - Roadstead, Sunshower and Rhubarb - and was following a very similar route down to the pier, winding through the closing merchant stalls and out onto the docks, in search of the stray they had encoun...

It happened close to dusk, as Ollie and the hounds were returning from a lovely walk by the pier, enjoying the golden glow of the setting sun. Rhubarb, Roadstead and Sunshower had been in fine form, following him like shadows as they had meandered through across the docks, admiring the ships bobbing at rest. Many sniffs were had. Some treats were consumed. And then, it was time to head home. It was on the walk home that Ollie sensed it - he had a feeling for these things, having found ...