Whitefish River i promise to be unique

Hm. Maybe he hadn't seen what he'd thought; but that was fine. If the stranger said they'd noticed others maybe that's what Firefly had picked up on - rather than some bucks fighting, it could've been some mothers helping their newborn fawns try to stand and walk. It was amazing how quickly the prey adapted to being alive — and then Firefly found his mind wandering to thoughts of wolf children trying to get up on their feet, which inevitably made him think of Ros and Erzulie and — stop that, it wasn't worth thinking about.

The man huffed and looked around, feigning interest in the terrain and looking for further clues that there were prey creatures here — trying to distract himself from his guilt. He paused as he drifted a few steps away from the stranger, and then looked back at them to say, well, if you're hungry I'm willing to help take something down. Where do you want to start?