Stavanger Bay left side drive (IC joining)

At her encouraging words, the boy felt a small spark of determination alight in his chest. Of course he would make a good gamekeeper, but to hear someone else say it pleased him to no end and made him all the more committed to achieving the trade. He gave a soft huff of laughter at the mention of her son again; perhaps he and Gunnar had some common traits and aspirations. It made him wonder who else was located still in the Bay, if he would remember any familiar faces. At that thought, Atreyu recalled the girl he had encountered last time when he sought acceptance into the pack, the haughty one with the gouged out eye. Would she still be here? He hoped not.

At her tease, he gave a shrug, silently thankful she didn't seem to mind that he had forgotten her name. "I knew that," he mumbled to the ground, though a sheepish smile still danced across his features.