Blackfeather Woods Welcome to the carnival

Thatcher smiled at the girl's words. She seemed very kind, very likable. Almost too innocent for what would be exposed to her someday. He hoped that she would stay this way, but lord knows he didn't. I think I will. Thatcher will be Thatcher. He responded thoughtfully, glancing down at the younger child. She seemed proud when he complimented her, and he smiled back, ears perking cheerfully. No problem. He said with a quick nod of his head.

So she had a brother? Who wanted to be a mercenary? Thatch made a mental note to find the boy, and maybe spar with him. Then she said something about mother. He hadn't noticed that the pack had two alphas. He wondered what the deal with that was. Was their mother dead, or simply not around? It made him a bit sad, he couldn't imagine growing up without his mom. He probably wouldn't have grown up without her. He was about to ask about the ordeal when Kendra brought up a new idea. It would be helpful to learn more about plants, and if he did decide to go for the healer trade.

That sounds great, I could use a little training I guess. He was excited to learn some from the girl, but what interested him more was how quickly she'd opened up. It seemed she too wasn't one sided.