Bitterroot Valley it's brave and unbreakable

sorry about the delayed response! i'm going to be shelving ridgeback so maybe wrap up with your post?

perhaps. ridgeback concurs in a soft hum of consideration. no, ridgeback answers simply. i don't live anywhere. which was true enough. he was a vagabond, thru and thru; a hungry vagabond at that. it hits him suddenly; throwing aside his previous lack of interest in the hunting the territory provides. interested in a hunt? he asks the stranger suddenly. accepted or not, ridgeback would make his way following the freshest trail — a fox trail; and while he hoped for company he wouldn't be hurt if the stranger declined.