"I am afraid I know only what they have written, but while it is in their best interest to insist the bloodlines are pure and their hounds superior to other kennels in Fereldan, I do not know my sister to brag. It is unbecoming of a lady- even if she has married a Fereldan." Happily so, at least if the letters are anything to go by. It is not a position in life that had been expected, merely embraced. Adelaide can understand something of that. "Good teeth, excellent hearing, all of them of the appropriate temperament to make for a warrior's stout companion in and out of the field."

And ripe for imprinting, though Adelaide honestly cannot say she understands how such a thing is done. "You find them satisfactory, Commander?"