"N-name's Francis!" the boy stammered. "Umm... sorry for making you run so much... had to be sure you weren't just a hunter's bait!" he finally gave her the answer as to why she had been going in nonsensical directions. Standing up, he brushed himself off. "I suppose I owe you, so if you are hungry I killed a deer about a day ago that still has some meat on it!" he offered.<br/><br/>"It's at my house, right over that way!" he led her to a large clearing with a lake and some flora and fauna that you would be hard-pressed to find in other wild areas. A cabin adorned the side of the lake, and he threw open the door. "Mom! I'm home!" he called out to no one. The house was clearly empty, but he acted as though someone was living with him...<br/><br/>Putting that fact aside, he went over to the fridge and pulled out a deer carcass with a quarter of the meat still present. "It's not much, but I did make you chase me around for a while..." he grinned sheepishly.