Stone Circle this is a new century

oho. this one was a spitfire too. colt snickered, though he backed a few swaggering steps in the air of a man who has mockingly put his hands in the air. "never needed her name. we had an agreement, yew could say."
the red eyes went cold. "killt a deer not far from here. even if she ain't around, it's for yew an' yers." and it would be the last thing he did for her. his duty belonged elsewhere now.