Aimee watched as Maxwell wandered into the forest alone in search of food, her worry was evident in her eyes.
Martin, with a serious expression, glanced in the direction Maxwell had gone and shook his head. "Don't worry. Maxwell just said he could play with wolves for half a day. What danger could he possibly be in?"
"You really believe his tall tales?" Aimee shot Martin a sideways glance.
"Trust is important between people. He believed me when I said we were practicing martial arts, so naturally, we should trust him too," Martin replied earnestly.
"Oh, come on! It's all your fault, being so thick-skinned and improper, doing that in such an open place..." Aimee's eyes blazed with anger at the mention of martial arts.
"Doesn't it have something to do with you? Haven't you heard it take
