closer. closer. saints alive was the bastard wordy! colt was unused to such loquaciousness from a man like this, much less the justification he gave for attacking sadey.
the boy spoke of rejection. briggs rolled his shoulders. black bear talked about being scorned by everyone he met. wasn't that sad? and that was how half of them had joined the gang anyway. but not before a good beating set them straight. this little cuss had already threatened him once.
colt grinned lazily. "sounds like yew don't know what loyalty is." hell, he himself barely understood it. but what he did know was that reno and sadey and he belonged to each other in a kinda way. 
and it was for that moment, the split second of the male's distraction, that colt lunged. his teeth aimed for the man's cheek, and he dragged his fangs upward. if luck was with him, he'd cut deep.
but maybe he wouldn't kill the little upstart. colt roared with sharp yellow teeth displayed, tail arcing high for dominance and for the kid to stand down now if he knew what was good.