[center][b][i]Richard and Breena Tinath,
A regular day.

A collab between Shadowcatcher and Gerontis,[/b][/i]

[b]Summary :[/b]
Richard coming home from a hunt and Breena dealing with a customer.[/center]

[hider=The Collab]
The snow was something he didn't mind, unlike some other hunters he knew. Mitch calmly was walking beside his master, his tongue out of his mouth. With a few rabbits, that they had managed to hunt down and even a badger, Richard was not all too disappointed. The season meant that his chance of a good profit by hunting or setting traps was lower than usual. But he had managed to catch a decent hunt with Mitch. [b]''Almost home.''[/b] He mumbled as he kept walking through the snow. Soon the gates of the fortress of Hials was visible. 

Breena took a deep breath as she fought back the urge to punch her client in the face. Despite the weather, which she loved, she was getting an abnormally high amount of requests and pickups today. She debated closing up shop early, but it was not her call to make. She sat back in her chair as she looked up at the angry man, her arms and legs crossed, she was the perfect picture of a woman at ease. [b]"Are you done?"[/b] she asked him after he had seemed to have his fill of screaming at her. [b]"Your wife asked me to have her clothes done by high noon, which i did. She asked me to add wildflowers to the bow at the back, which I did, and she also told me that when she would come pick them up, she would pay the price we agreed on. Now, i dont know what you plan to accomplish here...barging in like a brute with no home training, but let me tell you this."[/b] she stood then and leaned towards him, a hand placed on the table that seperated the two individuals. 

[b]"Get out of my shop. Do not return unless you bring me my money. If i see your face around here again, i'll have all the dresses burned do you understand? How do you think she would feel if that happened?"[/b] she asked. Her voice was soft, as she did well to mask her anger, though her eyes showed her true emotions. With a huff the man left, slamming the door behind him. Sighing, Breena turned around and laughed lightly. [i]That was about the most fun i've had in a long time.[/i] she thought as she went to start on a different order.

Walking through the streets, that were cleaned of the snow, Richard was close on getting home. Seeing a man slamming the door of the building he was approaching, Richard bumped with his shoulder against the man, who seemed to be angry about something. Only turning around, Richard locked his eyes with the man, who was almost a head taller. After a moment, the man muttered something before walking away. Not directly turning around, Richard sighed as he then went towards the tailor shop. Opening the door, Mitch walked inside as his tail started to wiggle. [b]''Love?''[/b] Richard said, closing the door behind him, as well trying to clean his boots from any snow that was still attached to them.

When she heard her husband walk in, Breena was in the back room working some fabric into a dye. She had on gloves that went up to her elbows, and though they had started off brown, there was not a place on the pair that showed the original color. She called a small [b]"Hello."[/b] before returning to her work, careful not to let the liquid splash into the nearby barrels that held the other various colors. A few moments passed before she spoke again. [b]"Did you see that bloke that stormed out of here? Please tell me you smashed in his head. You wouldn't believe the manner in which he spoke to me."[/b] she said shaking her head.

Hearing her voice, he assumed she was working in the back room. [b]''No, I haven't smashed his head in. Would a glare be enough?''[/b] He called back, walking to through the shop, almost to the door that would give him enter to the back of the building, their living space. He would need to store the profit of his hunt so that he could later skin it and then see what he would save for themselves or sell to the market. [b]"A glare?"[/b] she called. [b]"I would have tripped him at least. I tell you, the men these days have such little respect for women."[/b] the last part was muttered to herself as she wrung out the fabric, twisting the dye out of it. She carefully brought it over to the back door which she pushed open with her shoulder. Squealing as a gust of air whipped at her face, she suddenly remembered it was winter and she couldn't hang the clothes outside. She turned to look at the clothes drying inside and scowled. They were still wet. [b]"Honey...would you give me a hand when you get the chance?"[/b] she called.

Hearing her, his hand was at the door handle. Turning around, his hand still at the handle, he was chuckling. [b]''Only one hand?''[/b] He called back, amused. Placing the bounty of the hunt on the ground, he glanced in the direction of Mitch. The Irish wolfhound simply lay down, looking at his owner with his big eyes. But Richard went towards where he had heard the sound of his wife. [b]''Coming.''[/b] He more mumbled as he then noticed her with the clothes. [b]''What can I do for you, milady?''[/b] Richard asked, trying to mask his amusement

She gestured with her head to the rope that sat on the floor. [b]"Could you get that rope...attach it to the beam over there on the left, and tie it to the other rope where the clothes are hanging."[/b] she told him. [b]"I forgot that i cannot hang the clothes out to dry so i need to cram them al in here."[/b] she said while looking around to see where else she could hang clothes.

Nodding, he moved to the rope. Picking up the rope, he looked at the beam that his wife mentioned. When she told that she had forgottent that she couldn't hang them outside, he chuckled, but said nothing. Doing as she wanted, Richard glanced at her. [b]''Where is Alicia?''[/b] He asked her, wondering where she was. After he was done, he took a step back to give Breena the required space she would need, as well waiting for her answer.

[b]"She has gone outside to play, though i have not seen her come back in a while. I'm sure she's alright."[/b] she said, standing on her toes to lay the dark blue fabric over the rope. She smiled and waitind for him to start worrying or something. [b]"I think she should be close by if you want to go look for her."[/b] she said. Turning to face her husband, she was about to say something else when she heard the bell of the door opening. Sighing, she walked out past Richard and saw the man from before. 

[b]"I do hope you've returned with my money. My husband is home this time around and i'm sure he wouldn't like you using a tone with me."[/b] she warned. [b]"I have your money. Now just hurry up give me my order."[/b] he mumbled something under his breath after throwing a sack of coins on the table. [b]"Thank you. One moment."[/b] she said, walking back to a different room where the finished orders were kept. Grabbing the three dressed and wrapping them in a tarp, she returned and handed him the clothes. [b]"Thank you. Please tell your wife i said hello."[/b] she added with a smirk, hands on her hips. She watched triumphantly as he left.

Hearing the bell, Richard let her pass him and kept out of sight as he did listened to the conversation. Mitch also kept himself quit, though his tail wasn't wiggling when Breena spoke to the customer. As soon as the man had left, Richard came around the corner as he saw how the man was walking away. [b]''So, how was your day so far?''[/b] He asked, looking now in her direction. Though he wished to see where Alicia was hanging out or what kind of trouble she was stirring up, he would believe his wife when she told him that she was alright and nearby.

[b]"My day has been rather busy, surprisingly. I wonder if its because Edlund and Edna stepped out for a bit. I'm sure when they returen, things will go a bit more smoothly."[/b] she said with a small smile. [b]"How about you. Did you have a good hunt with Mitch? He appears to be in high spirits."[/b] The question of her made Mitch's tail wiggle again, but likely because he had heard his name. His head rose up from the ground as the lips revealed his wolfish grin, letting out his tongue. Richard sighed as he remembered he had placed down the bounty of the hunt. Picking it up, he answered her question. [b]''I am doing well. So far it went decent. Not too much I can complain about.''[/b] He straighten his back as he looked back at her.

[b]''So, what are your plans for today?''[/b] He asked, being curious what she had on her list to do or if she had some free time.

[b]"Play in the snow of course. And, i expect you to join me."[/b] she said as she went back to continue dyeing the fabrics. This time she went to a light pink colored dye and prepared to use it. [b]"Why do you ask?"[/b] A chuckle was the first respons of Richard as he slowly walked away. [b]''Cause I was wondering if you were still up for that.''[/b] He said back, walking to store the catch away, so that he could later spent the evening on skinning the animals.[/hider]