Silvertip Mountain My Wounds Run Deeper Than My Veins

So Ezekiel had blown it, but it was completely understandable. He dipped his head respectfully and stood. Of course, and sorry again about that eye. He said, offering up a faint smile. With that the large shale colored wolf began to walk away, head held high in posture. Chaska spoke up again, thanking Zeke for the company. It had been a nice conversation before of course they got all puffed up. You're welcome! See you again downtime. He gave a quick nod and then continued back to the border. This had been a nice break, but duty calls.

Thanks for the thread!