The walk into the woods was awkward and Cal was barely aware of his surroundings.
On many occasions he could not stand Declan and his jokes, and his energetic conversations, but today he was grateful for it.
The birds twittered and some took flight in the trees above as they walked into the shaded woods, the sun still some minutes away from rising.
Declan and Atlas were having a smooth conversation about all the past hunting events and who was actually a good shot, and who pretended to be a good shot but had only ever killed small games.
They laughed and carried on and on, so invested in their conversation that they barely noticed how quiet he and Miss Shaw were.
She walked beside Atlas, and he beside Declan.
She looked like she was deeply concentrating, her eyes scanning around fo
