He stood in his stable for a moment, looking at her curiously. “I’ve done all the work requested of me, yes…” He stood quietly, thinking for a moment. What would he be called, what name would she cry in the future? For he knew that she may return to him, for another round of it. She seemed so greatly intoxicated by the idea that she submitted herself in the dirt for his animal form. He had heard many names through the auctions. “I always liked the sound of Eirel…” He finally said, smiling a little bit.