Stone Circle afraid of what's inside

"ain't yew a sight for sore eyes. i've been travelin'. huntin'." he licked his lips. the woman smelled of cubs but was still pregnant, which he found curious. someone else might have found it off-putting, but not colt.
he drew closer, for she did not indicate that she would run off. "fine place yew fetched yerself here." he did not look around, no more than a flick of his stare.
colt cocked a hip and chewed his birchbark. "was wonderin' if yew wanted to make another trade. there's deer in them forests an' rabbits beside. if yew got others here, they'll need to eat also."
his crimson eyes bored into the woman.