Blacktail Deer Plateau Everything that kills me makes me feel alive

"If you are going to beat the shit out of every man that looks my way, then I will probably die as an old maid," Osprey pointed out and grinned. If it ever came to anything serious, she wouldn't want Perry to meddle, no matter, how concerned he would be. Yet, while she was enjoying her freedom, it was nice to know that there was someone, who cared about her. Even if it meant him hiding in the bushes, ready to nip any kind of romantic advantages at his sister from the opposite sex.

"You don't have to worry about me until next year," she assured him. "Besides - you will have three young maidens to look after by then," he had three daughters after all. "I will be old and smart enough to fend unwanted affection by then."