<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Cal Hart</strong></span><br/><br/>Cal noded to Libby understandingly and eyed a free bunk with a wiggle of his brow. Walking over and etching his name on a paper he proudly marked it as his own. He was always so obedient and cheerful regardless of what was asked of him. It was his first year there. And he was happy to admit that. "I have met my father once. He saved me from falling off a mountain. We didn't get to talk as he left after I saw him but I know him. The wind tells me so." Cal answered walking back towards Abigale with a smile and his heads rested behind his head. "So Abby..Wait can I call you Abby? Sorry I'm always too friendly." Cal chuckled as once again he was talking to fast for his own good. "You mentioned something about food? If training was to begin I require food!"<br/><br/>Cal couldn't wait to live the life as a hero. Finally something fast pace. Something new and exciting. Cal had taken Archery in school and was quite skilled with the bow. He decided thats where he would focus his talents on perfecting that. He shrugged off all the other kids randomly bumping past him as he stared blankly past Abby and let his mind wonder on monsters he'd fight and allies he'd make. As he thought of this his eyes locked with Abby's and he laughed again. "Glad to be an ally!" He extended his hand in a formal greeting, his almost golden eyes holding grip on hers. "And I'd quite enjoy watching my father anytime."