Yearning for a Fight

"If you're so adamant on following me around, make sure you keep up and try not to get lost," I squealed, running off and Lucas scoffed, running after me.

"Talking about getting lost, I should be the one warning you about not getting lost. I know every nook and cranny of this village so getting lost is close to impossible. I can't say the same for you though."

"Well, you won't totally be useless then. If by any chance I get lost then you'll just have to search every nook and cranny of the village and find me since you claim to know the village so well," I grinned, mischievously and when he least expected it, I dived into a crowd, getting lost.

"Imelda!" He yelled as I rid myself of him.

"I guess someone has to warn him about being on the look out for your mischief. One can never know when to expect it," Arla laughed, amused.

I was quite certain about the fact that he was going to find me, I couldn't dispute that fact. According to Becca, he was a tracker and not just that alone, he is