Lost Creek Hollow why not? i'm a republican.

At Liffey's nonverbal agreement, Breccan began to meander along the path, taking the time to look around in case he spotted an area that ticked all of the boxes for his siblings' future rendezvous site. He and his mother had only taken a few steps when she asked him a question and his ears tilted toward her as he considered his answer. The obvious response was that he wanted to be a hunter; he had been practicing and had a knack for it. Beyond that, he wasn't sure yet.

"Well, I know I want to focus on hunting," he said. His father had been encouraging it since he was a much younger pup, ever since he healed after being attacked by a bear. It was only natural for him to continue with his training, especially if it would please his dad. Casting a sidelong glance at Liffey, Breccan said, "Can you tell me about your trades? And Dad's? Maybe that will help me decide."