Redhawk Caldera By any other name.

Somnia smiled when Fitz asked her if she was involved with the Gamekeeper trade. She was around a couple hunts away from earning the trade. One of her goals was to earn it soon, and she must've been on the right track if he could tell her goal from her explanation. After all, she knew the criteria, she could hunt, and she knew the knowledge associated with it. What more did she need to be a Gamekeeper, other than more practice in the field.

"Yeah! I'm an aspiring Gamekeeper, but I'll have the trade soon if I keep up the effort. What about you? Do you have any trades that you either have or are working on? Somnia barked. Her tail wagged, sweeping the cold , hard ground. What trades were Fitz interested in? She couldn't tell much about his physical skills, for she hadn't seen him in action. As for his mental skills, even though he didn't seem enlightened in the subjects of fish and lakes, his knowledge could lie elsewhere. He definitely had the social skills though. Fitz had sat and listened to her, even out his own input in to help like it was second nature.