Whitefish River Here we go

There was a new light to the boys eyes and he wasn't as insufferable to the pretty white woman. She tilted downy head and moved forward. Grey eyes taking him in, assessing. He was still silent though. IT was a bit unnerving, but at least he didn't look at her like he was gonna eat her now.


Yew want to see ole Colt? I can call him or take you to him. Yer choice.

She settled to her haunches then curling her tail tightly around her rear and haunches. Further suffocating teh smell that was dipping on her.