hound--of--justice
River stood, a couple yards from him talking with her Master, he wanted her to run some errands for her while he waited for someone; which wasn't something unusual for her.
She took the packages, and letters in her basket and began her walk. She would normally be difficult to track, like most low servants, but where she went people sometimes stepped out of her way...not from respect or status...but fear and disgust. It was because of a horrible scar that marred her forehead, and it was a warning to others from her Master.











