Trek to Happiness

Hawkeye was quiet for a long time. "I suppose 'jerk' could sum things up." Her words were more curious than anything, thinking that the word Jace had used was everything packaged into four letters. For once, she didn't feel any anger; but, she was not aware of this. It had been forgotten with the fall, although she did remember being dumped and then replaced. It wouldn't occur to her to be angry about anything, though.

Her light key-lime eyes widened slightly in shock. She had been wrong about the male. He was both a Warden and a Warrior. Watching him at the corner of her eye, she became awfully curious about who he was. "Maybe you can teach me more of hunting larger animals. In my old pack — my original one — the men did the hunting for the most part, although I hunted small things. I left the pack before I got to the big stuff. I am okay at tracking, but a little out of experience." Her voice was gentle while she spoke to Jace, her mind still not letting go of the curiosity she felt.