Neverwinter Forest Believe that time is always forever

Apparently his assumption had been wrong. To Mason’s eyes, tracking and hunting were the same thing. After all, why the heck would you track something if you didn’t want to eat it? The boy shrugged off the slight to his pride in being corrected. The larger man then turned to consider them carefully and went on to confirm that they could catch something. Mason’s smile could have lit up a room. Dad had taught them hunting skills, and set them onto rabbits, but this showed a promise of something much more exciting. After all, rabbits didn’t tend to lash out much – just hop away.

His sister got her promise in first. Mason shot June a funny look – he was not sure of the wisdom of telling a near-stranger she would do anything he wanted. He took a step towards Alastor, attempting to draw attention back onto himself. After all, he was the second in command here, as second-oldest (by a few seconds) and second-biggest.

“Yessir, we will make sure to stay ‘way from lashes!” Mason burbled excitedly, then he realised his first error and quietened his voice to add “and we’s got to keep quiet too han’t we?” Immediately he pressed himself to lay on the floor and await further instruction. In his mind, he was ready to follow the silvery wolf to the ends of the earth if required – so much for thinking June was stupid at utilising her stranger-danger skills…