Bitterroot Valley it's brave and unbreakable

ridgeback watches as the other male does a circle, presumably scanning the terrain; immediately it occurs to the ranger that his compliment went straight over the man's head. a laugh rumbles in ridgeback's chest, mentally shrugging it away. ah well. can't say he hadn't tried, he thinks as he watches the other man — smaller than him now that they are at the same level — descend. ah, i don't know, ridgeback draws, unable to entirely shake his flirtatious nature. haven't you ever heard that beauty is in the eye of the beholder? he teases.