"A bit of copper for your dream?" Katreena asked as she urged her steed to catch up to his.

"What?" Roy asked as he had not said a word for nearly an hour while they rode down the northwest path.

"What are you thinking so hard about?" she asked with a smile hoping for a bit of conversation to pass the time.

"Fishing lessons," Roy answered. He could tell from the look on her face that she required him to elaborate. "When I was young, about eight I think my Dad ...