Stavanger Bay Pour me some moonshine

Colt watched unhappily as the larger male separated them anyway, and he tended, almost willing to come to blows.  Reckless was in his nature, but this was a lost cause... and likely would not only bring him down, but Fire too.  This wasn't their land.

"Call and I'll come," he said, then watched her go before turning to Erzulie.  If there was a single sound of distress, she could try and stop him, but he doubted she would succeed.

"Your stray is lucky our alpha is kinder than me, and my sister too."  Because if it were up to Colt, he'd have told them to fuck themselves and left them messageless.  Family was first, always.  Even angry as he was, he couldn't deny his campany's beauty... but it was spoiled by the stress of waiting for Ceara to return.