We walked out, careful, so as no one saw which way we were headed. I took her to a place my grandfather once shown my when I was just a kitten. It was buried deep in the woods, a place only the birds would be able to find unless with a guide. It was a patch in the woods with a little pond was, with a little clearing around it. There was a spot on the south side that had three trees down, creating the perfect benches. My grandfather was the one to teach me how to build a fire and fish, just a few yards north east from where we sat down on the down trees.

I broke the silence. "Would you like something to eat?"

"Did you bring something with you?" She asked, bamboozled.

I couldn't help it, I laughed. "No, there's a pond right there."

She waited a moment before speaking. "And?"

"Pond equals fish, fish equals food." Now I was seriously laughing.

Looking quite ashamed of herself, she said. "Oh, yeah I would like some food, but I don't know how to fish."

I smiled gently at her. "That's okay, I can teach you."

"Really? I mean, you don't have to, but if you could that would be great." She replied.

"I would be happy to, it's the least I could do, especially after all the time you and your father put into helping me." I told, I meant every word.

I proceeded with showing Sara how to fish. At first, she was fairly good, except for the fact that she forgot to take out her claws.

"This isn't fighting, claws are your friends here." Then after a moment of thought. "Think of it as your claws are hooks, which will secure the fish. They're just extensions of your paw."

"Okay, I think I got it now." She told me.

After a few more tries she finally struck gold. She caught a minnow. I caught one as well and then we walked over to the benches and then I showed her how to start a fire.

"You need to find a rock of flint. After that you can use your claw again to create a spark. The bark and leaves are dry enough that they should catch fairly easily." I instructed her.

Then I got the infamous "Oooohhhh" when it finally clicks. Shortly after she got the fire roaring, slowly feeding it bigger twigs and sticks. We each found a long stick which we sharpened, and then put our fish on it. Once we got situated with our fish over the fire, I decided to ask about how she her family had been, I didn't want to get too personal too quick.

"They're fine, mom's been working on the house some, trying to get it fixed up a bit." She told me.

"That's good!" I decided to be open and honest with her. "Your father was a great man, the best I've ever known. I owe everything I know about fighting to you and your father. Since he is no longer with us, I am in your debt. Should there be anything you need, please do let me know, I shall be happy to assist you."

She took a moment before responding. "The only thing I need is..."

"What is it?" I asked eager to repay the debt I owed, for I hate owing people.

"Well...to win this fight." She said weakly.