"Ah no, Wolf was the dog's name. Hasn't been a wolf in Yorkshire in an age." He paused. "Though some say there are still a few in the Wolds, but I don't believe in fairy tales. No, as it turns out, the lieutenant's horse ran away with him, and he likely would have been carried off over a cliff, but Wolf chased after him and herded that horse away from the edge. Just as if it was a sheep. No one ever trained him to do that." Kiritsugu shook his head at the memory of the sight.

"The wily fox got away. I can't be upset when they do. You have to admire that much cunning, almost sending a man over a cliff." It wouldn't have been funny at all if the man had died, but Kiritsugu was able to find humor in the story as it stood.

"And how are you this morning, Lyall? Any requests for the house?"