Whitefish River Oh Sugar Snap Peas, I Win This!

last post from me

The cowboy gave a simple grunt to that. If there was one thing he knew about Ira was that she liked progress. Hieronymous turned the drive of the conversation to the land around them, it seemed the trees had caught both of their attention. A smart decision if youngins are runnin' 'bout.

This was likely a job left to him as well with Hiero's inability to smell. Tobias broke away from his partner to sniff around the area and poke at any enclosures that might have formed. Luckily it seemed only prey took to dwelling, or at least in this area. Perhaps it was just too soon for foxes to return to the river yet. All clear to me. I'm good to rejoin the party if you see nothin'.