Brutus had found his groove in Arrowtown. Having traveled with Ra and his friends for years, he was now content to help out Fergus at the local bakery and spend his free time as an uncle to his friend's children. Finding a mate was one of those "it might be nice one day" scenarios, that Brutus wasn't chasing too hard. Until he got home one day and was greeted with the alluring scent of strawberries and cream. The man coming down the stairs to greet...