The forest is quiet tonight. The moon is bright and the sky clear. The water falls crash behind me and I sit still on a large bolder, legs crossed. This isn't the smartest place to be, my senses dulled by the deafening sounds of rushing water, any threat posed against me would have the upper hand. But I stay for a while, lingering in the tranquility of the moment.
I see flashes of light pass back and forth through the trees in front of me, the other hunters doing a thorough job of scanning the area for any breeches in security.
I sigh and step off the rock and pace in front of the falls, my anger from earlier today coming back to me in flashes. How could my father have done this? Promoting Trace without consulting me? Haven't I done everything that has been asked of me? Haven't I exce
