Rowen Farms has only lost three trainers due to hunting this last year, not a bad score. The fear the others have usually keeps them alive. So far, on...ly one trainer has gone missing in that same time.Hera stops. The two trainers look at her with fear etched all over their faces. They are new with only one fully trained slave under their belts each. And neither have been out in these woods, they’ve only heard the stories. They have been in the ferals’ territory for at least a half hour, having. "Guess we stop here for the night," Mark said looking up and down the lakeshore."I guess so. Which way are we going to go to circle this?" Mist said indicating the lake before them."I don't know it looks to be equally far either way. I wish we had a boat," Steve added.Dawn was looking to her right into the forest when a glint of light flashed from the trees catching her eye. "What's that?" She wondered aloud, "Let's go see."They followed her as she made her way to where she had seen the glint. His name is Milo." Yeah... but you know my story. I had no choice but to strip. I'm not going to be here forever," Daisy said."I know, but... I think I got an idea."Myself, Milo, my best friend Bruce, and Daisy had Spanish class together in high school. The one thing that I remember about Milo is that he is all about the dollar bill. I saw Milo all around campus selling stuff, and eventually Daisy was an "employee" of his. Now years later, she strips for him. But I have an idea. It may be so. Yep, right off, I saw two faces from our wanted poster collection. Neither one was a top of the line fugitive, but either one would be worth the effort. It was $600 for one and $750 for the other, and both were real mean galoots, too. Both were the kind you wouldn't mind shooting on the spot, except that you would probably be shot by bystanders. It was a cinch that nobody around here was a friend of bounty hunters. They might tolerate you taking in somebody already dead for the reward, but they.