Alpine Lake A Father's Prayer

Finch gave an tight smile, one that reached his eyes perhaps even more than it should've. He didn't ask anymore, as expected, and Amber gave a slight tip of her head. That was it? Her ocean eyes narrowed in the slightest, wondering if there was something wrong with him or something was wrong. 
                   "You don't wanna know anything else? Won't your Scout trade call for a little bit more than the general direction of packs?"