CHAPTER 5
George took the pack on another circuit of the grounds below the manor in the early morning. Rhian was right—between the hounds and the horses getting their exercise here, the depth of snow was much reduced. Benitoe whipped-in on the left, and Brynach on the right, in Rhys’s old spot.
Brynach was coming along nicely, for all that he lacked George and Rhian’s special gift of bespeaking the hounds and other beasts. He was picking up the job in the old way, the one which George was familiar with in the human world, observing each hound and learning its behavior, anticipating what it would do. Benitoe operated in the same style, for the same reasons, and they made a good pair, with Benitoe’s experience matched to young Brynach’s steadiness and eagerness to learn.
Still, they were
