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

he caught the truth of her when she bristled like a feral cat: she'd seen the lustful end of some man who colt doubted was anywhere near.
heart, deer — "we unnerstand one another," he grinned, coming to sidle near. yes. green eyes. dark fur. she was a doppleganger for amalia in all but bearing, which was the wild look of a savage woman.
"yew know," colt said, cocking a hip to shift his weight. "i could be persuaded to go an' help you with the deer. fer a price."