Silvertip Mountain Well great...

Chaska let out a little sigh, hearing he couldn't retrieve the deer skin. But then his tail started to wag when she mentioned sparring. And that would go a long way in him earning the trade. Though, even still, he couldn't help but wonder what the certain trade was. Yet it kept the thought to himself.

"I cannot wait to train. I am sure it will be exciting, for both me and the teacher." He paused, a sudden question popping into his mind. "I am sorry if this seems intruding, but why did you run away?" he asked, recalling their first meeting. She had told him she had run away, but never the purpose. Was it by choice, or was there something more to it?