we'll walk this city

Aidon eyed the girl thoughtfully. You have more pity than I, sweet. He reached to tousle her hair, with a slight smile. Though he was not terribly pleased that she pitied anything at all; he must not have trained her correctly.

Elgar'nan is strong, and though I am your master, he is mine. His word came after Elgar'nan's orders. And he accepted his place in the hiearchy just as his pet accepted hers.