Emberwood Oats

It was the answer he expected. It did little to relieve the worry that stiffened his back and cast a shadow on his worn features. Four more would help them. Five would make him certain that they wouldn’t lose or suffer casualties. It was a difficult task, riling up the gang and preparing them for war. Reno didn’t want any part in it. The man was ready to find them a nice piece of land and live out their days in luxury – something none of them had known.

Dunno. I want ‘em to pay. They took one of ours an’ kicked ya to shit.

Reno’s goldlight stare was dull. He looked into the red of Colt’s eyes without shrinking away from that shrewdness, the hungry searching that was so common on the other wolf’s face.

Figured takin’ their land from ‘em – that’s a good place to start.