A massive dog lounges on the stoop of the cottage, half-dozing in the sun. At the sound of horse hooves, he lifts his head to blink curiously at the new arrival.

For the benefit of his humans (well, human, considering Cullen's long absences these days), he barks twice -- not too loud -- before leaving his post, padding closer to investigate. Louder barking will wait for later, if the new arrivals don't pass muster.

Inside, Alistair peeks out the window, and his whole face lights up.