Tom looked up at Alistair's remark, and nodded, not about to disagree with the Master's heir. There were many who could be Keeper of the Hounds. That was the first lesson he learned. He was replacable, so he best not give anyone a reason to do it. He looked over at Christine, and shrugged.<br/><br/>"Girl, come here."<br/><br/>Tom's voice was the assertive, commanding tone he used when speaking to the hounds. It worked as well with woman, he'd discovered. Or at least, it did once he had taught them to respect it.