Outside, shortly before dinnertime

[scots_wolf]

"Stay -- stay -- stay -- stay -- GO!"

Urquhart clicks his fingers and pointed, and Franz, who has been watching him with a quiver of concentration, finally shoots away and runs to fetch the mangled thing hardly recognisable as a stuffed demon bunny pelt any more, which Urquhart has thrown several seconds ago.

Urquhart is making progress with training the dog that he is quite content with.

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[morethanprops]

Moist comes outside with his overcoat pulled around him and smiles,

"He's getting good at that."

[scots_wolf]

"Hey, you," Urquhart said, turning to smile at Moist after accepting the, erm, thing, back from Franz.

"Oh yes, he's getting very good. You brought me an excellent dog, you know."

Franz was keeping his eyes on the thing.

[morethanprops]

"I'm not sure I brought him as much as he decided to come,"

He walks over and nods at Franz's attention, this is how things are meant to be, relaxing and without any other worries.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart offers him the scruffy stuffed pelt thing.

"Well, he did the right thing," he says. "Throw that at will, and I'll make him wait before he may run."

[morethanprops]

Moist leans back and throws the rabbit as far he can.

[scots_wolf]

Franz twitches.

"Wait!" Urquhart orders. He lifts a finger.

"Stay -- stay -- stayyyy -- staaayyyyy -- GO!"

He clicks his fingers, and points. The dog races off.

"It will be great to take him along on jobs, eventually," he says to Moist.

Then, he steps closer to kiss him in welcome.

[morethanprops]

Moist kisses him back, "Yes, it will,"

Though he does worry about what might happen with Urquhart and children, that wouldn't do on a job.

[scots_wolf]

Though, presumably, he has worked jobs in his world, before his death.-

Urquhart brings out a short end of very thick, knotted rope from his cloak.

"I've started him on doing fierce-looking tug-of-wars, too," he says.

[morethanprops]

"Oh good, I'm sure he likes those,"

Well, Moist doesn't know how long these attacks have been going on and doesn't really want to ask. Its a subject he doesn't know how to talk about.

[scots_wolf]

Franz is running towards them again, the pelt-thing in his teeth.

"He does," Urquhart says. "And I think he's getting that it's just play."

[morethanprops]

"That will be helpful."

[scots_wolf]

Franz comes to a muddy halt right between them, and offers the pelt to Moist.

[morethanprops]

"Thank you, Franz, good dog,"

He takes the pelt and is glad he's wearing gloves since they can to be muddy before rubbing Franz's head.

[scots_wolf]

"Franz, stay," Urquhart says, nodding to Moist to throw that thing when he wants.

Franz lies down, looking at Urquhart with great attention.

[morethanprops]

He tosses the rabbit again, "Have I missed anything of interest?"

[scots_wolf]

"Not really," Urquhart says. "The Ostrogoth has been oddly smug lately, but he left me alone."

[morethanprops]

"That's good, he sees too much sometimes."

[scots_wolf]

"Just as Margolotta does," Urquhart says. "She seems to like it here; I've seen her around occasionally."

[morethanprops]

"I know, she seems to always know where I am and be too curious for my liking."

[scots_wolf]

"Yes," Urquhart says, "as if she had some hidden agenda. But then, judging from who and what she is, she probably has a hidden agenda for everything and everybody."

[morethanprops]

"I'm sure she does and I don't like being involved with her plans."

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart puts his arms around Moist, and kisses him again.

"Don't let her get under your skin," he says.

Franz gives a little whine.

"Go!" Urquhart permits him, and only now, he runs for his pelt thing again.

[morethanprops]

"I try not to but she seems to know more than I'd like about me,"

He leans back into the touch.

[scots_wolf]

"She seems to claim she knows more than you do, by virtue of being from your future," Urquhart says.

[morethanprops]

"Yes and I don't like it. I just wish I knew how to focus her on someone else."