Horizon Ridge there's something here that's broken

Unfortunately Conan's attempts at making the woman comfortable were in vain, for she remained a quiet spirit. He figured if he could get her alone she might open up, but as long as Mr. Menacing was nearby she probably wouldn't settle. Though Conan loved his bro, and he wasn't going to send him away for the sake of some lady. If she had a problem with Declan, she had a problem with Conan. In the smaller Cathán's eyes, he was the only one with the right to tease and make fun of Declan, and anyone who did so without his permission wasn't going to hear the end of it.

August said she had no home, and so Conan took that as an opportunity. She would make fine gift for the coywolf king o Teaghlaigh, an addition to his ranks. It might even get the brothers in his favor, and who knew what Conan could brew up from a position of power. Declan seemed to have a similar idea, though his brother seemed adamant that she wasn't for Conan. Sure he liked to have fun sometimes, but he didn't need his brother hanging over his shoulder all the time. His burning gaze moved slowly towards that of Declan's where he gave him a scowl.

Fine. And with your permission, oh great leader, I would like to eat now. Help yourself. He said, directing the last part to August as he tested his brother. He didn't wait for Declan to reply to his snarky comment to stand and trot over to the fawn, where he plopped down beside it and started ripping off one of its legs. He wasn't terribly hungry, so he left the rest for them. He tore into the flesh happily, savoring every drop of blood.