Mudminnow River The Horsemen are drawing nearer

The meat lifted his chin, whiskers quivering at the end of his snout. He wanted it more than he had ever wanted anything. The hunger that gnawed at his belly was compelling enough to dispel his concern.

A stranger wouldn't offer food if she had cruel intentions.

Yes, came his sullen tone. Stormpup took a tentative step toward the woman. His eyes searched her for signs that she might betray him. The meat urged him closer to her, one step after the other. His ears were sharp atop his dark head.