Bramblepoint my rapier wit hides my inner pain

The fun thing about Trick that he was never truly satisfied. He was always searching for something, anything to brighten his lonely existence. Teagan had been nothing more but a founding, a lost boy that had somehow grown on him. But that connection was no more. Redhawk Caldera was a new start for both him and Teagan, if he liked to. Perry seemed like the man that would be worthy of following, and the faces he had seen while strolling around the volcano seemed alright. Best of all; there were pups!

The old me didn't care. I think it's an improvement. He voiced his opinion. It was true- he was slowly beginning to care. Sure, he wanted to take over the Caldera, but that seemed more like a silly dream now. He would never fully submit to anyone though- especially not just other members. Trick did not easily bow, and they deserved to know.

Good. He replied shortly, looking around for a moment before picking up his catch and setting a few steps toward where he had come from. This was a great forest- there had to be some poisons and herbs here. Perhaps he should take Grace out someday. Would she even like that? I'll see you there whenever then, my friend. May the odds be in your favor. He said as a farewell, trotting off after waiting for a short reply.