The air was sweet and tender, almost as tender as his arm. Rubbing it he made a face, his father needed to really find better lighting for that old house. Brushing off the pain like normal he walked down the beaten road with his canine companion, Baskerville, the female Doberman Pinscher. Her coat was soft and a beautiful tan colour with grey markings, she had a long tail and pointed ears. Aiden was proud of his dark beauty that he found as a pup, she as still young but still his friend. After weeks she was finally able to follow her Human outside. Aiden had braided part of his hair to keep it out of his face as he went, his birchwood wand in his pocket as he made sure to keep it near him. Baskerville walked at his side keeping his gate perfectly before she stopped and growled. Her ears fell flat and lips curved and rose as she snarled, Aiden stopped and looked to the direction her gaze was in. A man with a baby? Kneeling he stroked her fur as she prickled with anticipation. Her senses picked up wolf and being protective of her Aiden she was a bit more grumpy.