Stone Circle afraid of what's inside

trade, and his red eyes kicked up a notch brighter. he was just about to saunter over and push his nose into her hackles when she added what sounded suspiciously like she was offering him a place to stay.
colt eyed the heavy curve of her belly and lifted his air with deliberate slowness to test the air, as if to say he knew she had another child at hand. "'fraid i'm not the homesteadin' type, darlin'," colt crooned with a shake of his head. what she had to give was good, great even, but there wasn't no woman who could hold colt briggs with any sort of staying power.
"trade fer huntin'?" he uttered now, tail lashing once behind him. he was a bit exasperated; why did every female have to go and change up a good thing? time was wastin'; from the look in miz may's eyes she was rarin' for him. he didn't need to stick around here.