Qeya River a big shadow cast by a tiny tree

"all right, all right." he snorted. she was correct. maybe he'd hang it up for a bit. sadey's rejection still did not phase colt, but it reminded him there was more to their work than fucking his way through distracted hearts who wanted a husband after all.
briggs grunted. "it really is up to yew, sadey," he chuffed. "but fer now, i'm goin' off on a hunt. won't have it said i never did nothin' around here."