Qeya River a big shadow cast by a tiny tree

a muscle jumped in his jaw, but sadey was right. he was sorry. 
reno had come here, then? he grunted. her arm was comforting but he wasn't about to admit that. "what do we tell reno then, hm?"
he stretched. "cuz i definitely can't stay. don't matter what she says. i won't be laid up in this here pack under a man who would try t'kill me if he knew."
colt frowned. "i got some thinkin' t'do i guess." and then he was silent, brooding. "why would yew give up a good spot like this for roughin' it all winter, sadey?"