Stone Circle hold your devil by his spoke and spin hi(m) to the ground

this one almost resembled miz amalia. colt had come across her on the prowl for goods. but she weren't the elegant woman at all, she was a stranger, and hunting in the region that he'd decided belonged to the gang.
he stared a little at her belly. she seemed fat in an odd way, but he wasn't thinking about it. 
she was fixed on some deer a ways away. he howled a long tone intending to scare them off. "yew weren't thinkin' o poachin', were ya, sweetheart?"