Heron Lake Plateau I've got news for you, baby. You're looking at The Man.

"Sounds like a drag," he agreed when she spoke of the all-dude pack, sure he'd hate a spot like that too.  For a while Redhawks had been mostly, but fortunately they'd gained some color.  For how much of an ass younger Colt had been to women, he appreciated them a lot too.  Probably came from havin the family he had.

"Same, basically.  Didn't have anything left where I was, so figured I'd find Finley again, sort out our issues and stick around."  Albeit his had a few more years of false starts behind it.  "Can't say I regret it yet."  He scanned the far treeline as they walked, looking for any sign of off movement outside the border.  Nothin yet.