Northstar Vale plenty of folk want our kind dead

this time colt did laugh, a raucous and black sound of coal-choked bells. "yew got it, miz mountains. i'm nothin' but trouble. so spare us both'n take my ear off so's i kin be on my way directly, providin' i owe yew come spring."
the third option was to boot him square off her land right now, which she could do anytime as well. colt was at her mercy and knew it, though from the waiting expression on his face, one might only tell that he had already decided what her mind would be.