Branch knew that he didn't have to keep doing this. The Bergens were their friends now, he didn't have to keep checking his traps. Honestly, he should take them down. Poppy would not be happy if she knew that he still had these up. But old habits really do die hard. After 20 years of living in fear and paranoia, he couldn't just not do what he had been accustomed to for so many years. And as he grew closer to one of his net traps, it sounded like he had caught something...

Silently, Branch snuck up towards the trap- peeking over a rock to see what he had caught.