Lost Creek Hollow don't wait up

Motion drew his eyes at once, but it still took the male a moment to recognize a face through the pale trees and snow. And it took a moment more to recognize that face as Chaska's. A growl he didn't know had been rumbling in his chest died down, and abruptly, all the anger seemed to leak out of Grayday's body. Chaska'd made some of the same mistakes as he had. As Adeline had.

Sometimes sins were just measured differently.

"I'll talk to Steady," he said, the words billowing out in a white sigh. "I don't know if I can change his mind, but if things get too bad before winter ends, it might be worth it to check back. I won't go against Steady, but I would do my best to keep the peace, and to steer him toward forgiveness."

But he would need time; Chaska was better off trying his luck somewhere else. Day would try to keep track of him, and if Steady ever swayed, maybe they would know where to find the scarred male.