Phoenix Maplewood [m]Burn it down

yeah, yeah, yeah. indra was an accomplishment, and colt briggs would be damned if sadey walker stole that victory for him. he let her talk, though he rolled his eyes again at her allusion to something more. "she was starvin' when i found her, eatin' rotten food. i rescued her. she does what i say. yew know how it is."
he sniffed and spat into the grass. "she's an investment. how many of us came young to it, an' without a goddamn bit of guidance? well. not her. she got that from me. now she can hunt, kill, stalk, scout."
she's mine, he wanted to snarl.
colt reined himself. "now she'll survive long enough to figure herself out th'way yew want." he was tired of talking about the girl.
"snow's comin'. reckon we should find a place t'hunker down for the winter."